This was how we often slept, me - the middle spoon. Tiff likes to be smother-cuddled, and Charlie likes to cuddle. I get to be in the middle of their ...��Sam’wich. I get to be in a safe, contented heaven.I gently pushed my bottom arm under Tiff’s long, delicate neck and bent my elbow so my forearm ran down her torso and cupped a little breast and big, hard nipple. Tiff’s nipples were always hard, all the time. She joked that she was always horny, and we’d never found any evidence to refute that,. My cock was pulsing hard, my heart pounding, the animal in me wishing I could just have her there and then, in front of everyone, shoved over the train seat with her blouse ripped open and my hands cupping her breasts, my hips thrusting hard against her upturned arse cheeks until I pumped her of full of sticky hot cum. God! If she could read my mind, like that girl in True Blood, then I’d be getting a slap right now (or perhaps another one of those naughty smiles!) She looked at me briefly as. And I am so scared as I walk in, trying not to look around too much. Trying to look like I've been in bars lots of times. The place isn't very crowded, perhaps a dozen people are there, mostly women, but some men too. They're playing pool or sitting at the bar or talking around small booths against the wall."You have to be 21 to be in here." The bartender is a woman, old like my dad, I think. She sounds not angry, just deliberate as she kicks me out.I look at her, unable to look into her eyes. And furthermore, now youseem to like him so much, i think it would, from now on, be appropriateto great him with a sweet little kiss...He'll like that.... Look honey,i know that deep down you are still fighting your true nature but i'mconvinced your pretty little panties are straining to keep your littlethingie down in its silken prison every time you are in his presence. Mybrother has that effect on the ladies" I was shure i was blushingprofusely as she had of course been right...."Look.