Need and desire for my brother. Images of him in the shower were sending shocks and pleasure waves, causing my mouth to water, despite me moaning, my ...heeks to burn, and my cunt leaking pure horniness. I lifted my shirt, my hands now on my bare breasts, 38B, probably not big enough, but just as sensitive as any others, maybe even more, if I could imagine. I massaged them, until my cunt couldn't wait any longer. I knew whether my hands go down or not, I would explode... but knowing how much. I looked around and found myself surrounded by guys who were all very like me. Most of them were pensioners, all different shapes and all were friendly. I went into the steam room and there was a guy there playing with his cock so I sat down next to him and started playing with mine too. Somewhat nervously I reached over and took his cock in my hand and he responded by feeling mine. We chatted for a bit while feeling each other up and told me his name was Andy. He had been to this place many. Marluxion quietly slipped back out of the room. How very interesting he thought. I had no idea those sort of thoughts were rattling around that fairies head.As Katrina was getting ready to leave, Bitsy asked "what is the name of the blonde man staying at the keep?" Seeing the bright pink flush on the fairies cheeks, Katrina grinned "His name is Brand, Viscount Shereingham, a very attractive young man isn't he?" "Umm Katrina, do you think he believes in fairies?" Bitsy asked nibbling on her. Armisen, shaking the businessman’s hand. He turned to Carson. “This is one of my firm’s partners, Frank White.”“And who’s this?” said Mr. White, smiling at Carson.Carson’s heart skipped a beat, his mind drawing a blank.“Didn’t I tell you?” said Mr. Armisen, wrapping an arm snugly around Carson’s shoulder. “My son goes to FIU.”His son?“You don’t say?” Mr. White nodded, completely unphased.“Yeah, he’s staying with me for the weekend.”Carson almost laughed out loud. He couldn’t decide if this ruse.