I noticed again his big round balls rolling loosely in the sack, and once again wished mine were more like that. As he stroked his cock seemed to get ...arger, harder. The head turned red and then purple, and a big drop of precum gathered in the slit. When I looked up briefly, I noticed that he was just as absorbed in watching me stroke my cock and I was in watching him. His eyes rose to meet mine, and again, just as it had in the gym shower, a message seemed to pass between us. We were both. ‘I just hope he … grows up someday soon. He’s like a spoiled kid, and he’s a heartache for your father and me. Tom accepted a glass a wine from his mother a few minutes later, beginning to relax and breathe again. Unlike his meeting with Vinnie earlier that day, this had been much easier. His parents knew and didn’t hide from the truth. Tom wondered if he could find out what Vinnie might be up to that had changed him so much in the past two years. He thought Frank McCauley might have some. A minute later the door to my room crashed open and with soiled tear streaked mascara and red angry cheeks stood my step sister, She was about 5 feet tall, with black hair that hugged her hair in a bouncy wavy fashion as it fell to her shoulders. She measured 32-28-30, her face could be described as being round. Her white blouse had its top two buttons undone to reveal her firm, smooth breasts squeezed against each other. The blouse was short enough to reveal a slightly round yet attractive. “Not quite yet!” Kimmie growled, “My friends are not done with you yet. Get up against the wall, remove your shirt, and spread your legs!” Isla complied. She limped over to the wall across from kiddy corner from the entry door, removed her shirt, and pushed herself up against the wall, spreading her legs as Kimmie again zoomed in on her ass. The man that had brought her to the dilapidated house came up behind her holding a large rolling pin in his hand. He had gotten it from the kitchen while.