The fact Adam intended that the mind control could work was what made me angry.I was waiting for the little shit to have the audacity to try to serve ...t to me. I probably would have smeared extra chunky peanut butter in his underwear and made the annoying little dweeb lick it clean before wearing it to school, and that is just for starters.I don’t hate my little brother. He is annoying, but he means well. I actually look out for him sometimes. I’ve handled bullies who were harassing him without. ‘Even in that stupid dress you turn me on’. Her stomach clinched and she could hardly breathe. ‘You’re even more beautiful than you were growing up. And you were so beautiful back then that you made me ache’. His lips brushed hers, and he kissed the corner of her mouth. ‘All morning, i’ve been half hoping, half dreading seeing you walk through that door’. His lips touched her cheek. ‘You shouldn’t have come back Chanel. You should of stayed gone, but you didn’t. You’re here. It was hot. And then we drove to the mall.It's the holiday season, so parking was murder. We found some spots on the top floor of the garage. We parked and continued making out. I felt her amazing 34D breasts, they were absolutely perfect. I've felt fake breasts before, but these were so well-done. I pinched her nipples and we continued making out. I reached down and felt her cock bulging through her jean shorts.She undid the shorts and lowered them slightly, looking around for passer by. I. He had spread her tree-trunk-like legs as wide as possible, had chained her by her ankles to the roster, so that her fleshy thick labia, with their many fishhooks, stared at him as if they invited him. Her enormous boobs seemed to have glued themselves to her upper body, by their sheer gravity. But this was just appearance, he knew. With some hot candle-grease he would make them move like pudding. And how much candle-grease would it take to cover the fishhooks in her nipples?But first he.