The collar was turned up for God's sake.His brand new jeans were pre-faded and carefully pre-torn. To get a pair of normally-colored jeans this faded ...e would have had to buy them before his bar mitzvah.He finished off the look with a pair of tan, Steve Madden flip flops with an almost squared-off toe. All he needed was an imported beer in his hand."What the hell are you wearing?" I asked him.He didn't immediately respond. Sunny appeared from the direction of the living room."Sunny, how could. I'ma man, god damnit, and men don't wear frilly bras and panties." After afew minutes of struggling he got himself back under control. His optionsdidn't seem too great. There was a soft violet pair that he immediatelydiscounted as too girly of a colour. The shiny pink pair had small pearlwhite bows decorating it, and he definitely couldn't pick that pair.That left the black pair with white lace trim. He slowly slid them uphis legs and noticed that the soft silky fabric felt fantastic cuppinghis. As I was about to get up! Ron swiftly knelt over me, placed his knee into my so as I couldn’t get up. Proceeded to tie my wrist together with the dressing gown belt, tying them tight together, over powering me, restricting me from moving till he had my fastened hands firmly and positioned behind my neck.What are you Fucking doing Ron! You’ll see! My heart started to race as my blood started to concourse through my body………………and my mind started to race!He held my tied hands by the belt,. I ran my finger along the edge and slid it in just a little. She moaned again and started breathing heavily. After a little bit she took a huge gulp of air and gasped. She reached her first climax at the hands of her brother. She opened her eyes and smiled widely again. She pulled me in for a kiss and I led her back onto the bed. She put her head on the pillow and closed her eyes like before. I kissed her from her lips, down to her chest, to her naval, and finally I reached the little button.