"Yeah?" I said from the shower."Is it okay if I hop in there with you?" Scott asked sort of embarrassed."What? That's fine I guess" I said kind of sho...ked at his request.Before I knew it Scott was stark naked in the shower with me. I hadn't seen my br0ther naked since we were k**s. It was kind of awkward having him in the shower with me, but in a way, kind of hot. Scott was facing me, and I was looking at him. His eyes were fixated on my cock, which was semi hard."Look Greg, I wanna tell you. I kept watching as they kept losing more clothes. About ten minutes later both women were completely naked on my couch. My mouth was getting dry. I rubbed my cock again inside my shorts. I watched as Mrs. T. was on her back lying with her head near the arm of the couch near me. Her old boss moved around with her head facing the opposite direction. Her nice firm ass was above Mrs. T. mouth. I then watched as Mrs. T. stuck her tongue on Jeana pussy. Just then there was two big smells in my living. Looking through her bookmarks I found that websight Brittany’s Amateur Interracial Gangbang and read the video profiles there and yes they were very violent but incredibly hot. I can see why my little girl and her friend get so excited over them, my pussy was soaked. I also found several other sights with stories about girls and women getting knocked up by blacks. I also found that she had downloaded the story Truth or Dare Mom and read it. The story had a lot of very exciting things about how. The lampposts illumined their shapes and sizes, their curves and silhouettes, their hair that bounced along their necklines, and certainly there was the urge to reach out and grab one of them, his imaginings doing somersaults in his line of vision. But he understood that it was the desire—that plain, simple, and torturous urge to feel her skin upon his and the gentle brushes of his fingers upon her wrists and the skin of his legs entwined in hers, that needed purging.Desire could no longer.