“Should I open this file?” I asked her once.“What does it say?” she asked, leaning in. Topless, of course.“It says, DO NOT OPEN,” I said o...fhand.“What did the bank account files say? Did you ask Mr. Arnovsky?” she asked, as if she’d never fucked him.“Seems like they were some kind of alphabetical code,” I said. “Not sure.”Stacy was already on the phone.“Hi! Chuck? Stacy,” she said, sounding much more like the equal I intended her to be. “Dad has a question for you.”Handing me the phone, I was. I should have listened to others, advising me about throwing myself head-long into this relationship, but another saying 'You never know someone until you have lived with them', now rings hollow, as it reverberates in my head.Last week we were at a family reunion and he just got drunk, and began to talk down to me, continually correcting and belittling, honestly if I had a knife, I would have castrated him, but something later on happened, which was just as good.My Grandfather on my fathers. He was well tanned head to foot, well he would be he was a builder after all. And last of all a handsome rugged face. I kind of new what to expect as I'd sucked and wanker him off before on a few occasions so he was kind of a friend already, he usually took me to a café for an hot drink or a sandwich after we played around in the woods, he was a really nice bloke with a great personality and a gorgeous cock to top it off, I didn't really know a lot about Pete, then again I didn't really need to. “Yeah ... I guess so.” He admitted sheepishly.Emily’s smile got bigger, noticing Tommy’s face had turned a crimson red. She was wondering if she could get it to turn even redder, so she continues with, “So Bro, do you jerk off, while sniffing them too?”He felt his face start to flush a deeper red. How’d she know?“Come on, you could tell me.” She responds playfully. “I know all you boys do it. Now what I want to know is, do you masterbate while you have my panties over your face, and smelling my.