"Tell me, Grady. Are you sure you don't want me to set you up? I mean, what are brothers for if not to have each other's back?"Wick was speaking as a ...raternity brother. I knew, and I truly appreciated his sentiments, but what he had said reminded me at that moment of my own biological brother, Mike.My name is Grady ... Grady Stone. My brother, Mike Stone, is two years older that I am. We got along reasonably well while we were growing up in Fayetteville, North Carolina. Except for the two. I moved one hand down to her hip, and around her ass and could feel the sslip sliding across her panty. She said, "Yes, I can see you kind of like the feel of my slip, too, don't you?" I told her I did, and she moved her leg so my erection was rubbing against her thigh. "Go ahead - enjoy the feel of it," she said.After a few minutes, she said, "Look, pal, I'd love to screw you right this second, but have a meeting to get to. You have me so wet, I think I'll slide out of my panty, but can't do. I started humping her like our little puppy use to do on everyone's foot or leg. I asked her if it felt good. She said "Uh-huh." I told her it felt good to me too. Then I kept sliding it in and out of her until I started getting those funny but good sensations. I had experienced them before as I jerked off a few times. I kept fucking her. Then I started getting the feeling that I was going to cum. I just couldn't stop or pull it out since it felt so good in her. I felt it shoot out as I. I must have been unconscious for some time. I awakened to find myself lying on the floor board in front of the rear seat. My hands and feet were tied with plastic binders and some kind of a ball gag was in my mouth, and secured around my face.I was extremely uncomfortable and barely able to breath. In an effort to complain, I expelled a muffled groan. The elderly lady in the rear had her foot on my chest. Hearing my groan she offered, "I see that you are awake, young man. I know that you are.