I didn't even want to look over to Jason but I could tell he was turning away."Look at her! She's a cutie pie!" Gawked the old man.Jason kept trying t... look down to the floor. The old man turned to Jason with fire in his eyes. "Listen asshole if I tell you to look at her then you better look at her or else I'm going to kill her!"Jason looked disgusted but slowly put his eyes on me. I saw him begin to breath a little harder now. "Now tell her you like her tits," the old man told Jason.Jason was. He wasn’t holding her like he had me, because she wouldn’t have liked to be like that, I mean under him being restrained in any way at all, and he knew, just with instinct. It was almost like he has a special fuck for lesbians, with having loads of empathy, being just a person not especially a man.I mean he is a man, but at the same time he has some things about him that could make a lez feel comfortable with him, somehow. Depending obviously, but I gave up any idea of keeping him for myself,. Then I slowly turned around and looked at my brother giggling, as I stood there in nothing but my bra and panties. Then I reached behind my back with both hands and unfastened the clasp to my shiny metallic silver bra. After unfastening my bra, I held my bra against me with my left hand. Then with my right hand, I slipped the straps to my bra off of my shoulders. Then my left hand slowly pulled my bra away from the front of me, exposing my bare breasts to my brother. As I dropped my bra to the. “That actually makes sense,” said Shawna. “So I might be sitting on your love juices, Essie.”“I cleaned up,” said Trevor.The three laughed.“I think Joe had in mind soft lights and soft music,” said Essie. “I guess I couldn’t wait.”“Were you... ?” Shawna started.“A virgin? No.”“Did Joe know that?”“I did,” Joe said. “Joanne told me.”“You beat it out of her?” Shawna smirked.“I told her to tell me.”“Same thing.”“I hope not.”“Teasing.”“I know.”“Speaking of Joanne.”“It’s...” Joe started.“ ....