My juices were flowing out of me at the thought of him. I began to go faster, using two fingers and stimulating my clit. I then places my fingers insi...e of me. I imagined Matt taking off his shirt, kissing my breasts, taking them in his mouth. I pumped faster and faster, and before I knew it my body was shivering, I was quietly panting for breath. How could thoughts of my brother make me think such thoughts? What had I become? I put my thong back on and tried to fall asleep. In about half an. She held almost all of his 8 inches now.She lifted his balls up again and held them in her palm. They were tighter than before and there was hardly any hang at all. Her dad moved his hand and kind of try to pushed her hand away, He moaned as he pushed his cock down trying to stop from waking up from the feeling of a hard on.(Guys know what I’m taking about when they wake with a piss hard on. They wanted to sleep and yet they wanted to keep feeling the pleasure of their cock growing hard.)Jenny. “What do you mean ‘actively’? I’m not dead for God’s sake.”He laughed. “I just meant do you make out?”“Not as much as I’d like to,” I said.There was a beat, and then, “Would you like to make out with me?” he asked.I was dumbfounded. “Are you propositioning me?”He said, “No. Well, yeah, I guess I am.”I think this would be as good place as any to say I found Clay very attractive but had not imagined anything with him since I hadn’t imagined anything could ever happen with him. He was the straight. ”She ducked her head, blushing a little. “It takes a bit of getting used to.”“Being wanted?”“Um. Being accepted, maybe?” She collected up bowls and left me with a second cup of the elixir of life while she began to wash up.Once I was properly washed and ready for the day, I got on with catching up. There were a good few emails in my inbox, mostly junk, but a few from old friends touching base. Plus one from Jim Saunders. “Give me a call when you can.”There being nothing else pressing, I rang.