Ten in the evening, I received the first call from my younger brother.He had only received his letter that evening. To say he was stunned,was an under...tatement. However, he said that of course he would supportme, as would my other two brothers. He said that he had always wanted asister and if I am, as good a sister as I have been a brother he wouldbe more than happy. His wife called out that if Mike had been born yoursister, my brother would not have been born, because my Mother onlyever wanted. He still knew when she really didn’t want him as opposed when she would accept him, but he had never really worked out why she hadn’t been as accepting of him as he had hoped. He had never realised she wasn’t in love with him.That night Ginny had accepted her husband, but for once it had been on her terms. She wanted it from behind, with her bum up and head down, buried in the pillow. As he had caressed and stroked her, making her ready for his cock, she had pictured Ron in her mind. The. ‘Stacey, what does it feel like?’ ‘Fucking fantastic! Doug is just drilling me and it feels… so…good! I never want him to stop! Yea baby, fuck me harder!’ By now Stacey was breathing loud and hard. The squeaking bed was now telling the tale. Squeak, squeak, squeak. The rhythm was fast. My own excitement growing as I listened to my friend and her boyfriend fuck over the telephone. I started thinking about Doug lying between my legs. Yes, my legs. I saw myself sprawled on the bed with his cock. Spread your legs either side of mine and I'll take your sandals off for you." "O... okay." I moved around to face him and spread my legs like he had asked. Glancing sideways, I realised my topless friend was looking right at me. I mean, she also wore sunglasses and she was laying on her front so she might have been asleep, but if she was awake, she'd be looking right up my skirt. Johan chuckled. The bastard! He knew! Before I could say anything, he lifted my foot and took off my sandal. He.