Love is something that happens to you. It happens to you on the inside. Of course, my parents wanted grandchildren but my brother and sister supplied ...hem with all they needed.By then I was thirty and life was good. I had all the sex I needed, sometimes more. It got to a point that sex for me wasn't a big thing anymore. I wasn't burned out or anything but if I got it, fine; if not, that was okay also.I had to go fix some computers in an office about twenty miles away. I kind of liked these jobs. Fran looked at the double roll of tickets designed to tear one ticket off for the purchaser and to drop the identically numbered ticket into the box. On the top of the box was written "The Shave Fran Raffle" under that "25 cents per ticket, 5 for a dollar". Fran did not have to ask what part of her was going to be shaved, and neither would anyone else who saw the box."If anyone asks you for more details," she could just barely hear her brother's instructions her face and chest were already. My thigh brushed against his crotch, and I felt him grow harder as I tried to fight him, pushing my body harder into his. Suddenly he was on top of me, his crotch right on top of my mound. Instinctively I spread my legs out underneath him, and he gripped my back as he pulled me closer into him.His face was buried into my neck as we stopped, panting and gasping for air. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, but the sound of his heavy breathing in my ear was a real turn on.I turned my face to. Maybe you’ll need to support yourself on your hands while you suck.”I complied with Layla’s request. It was heaven to kiss her beautiful legs. And I carefully sucked each of her toes, slowly rolling my tongue around her big toe, sucking it thorougly, before moving on to the next toe until I had serviced each foot. “Oh, Chris. That was very nicely done,” Layla said. “Stand up now.”I stood naked in front of Layla. While I stared at her, she removed her half slip, and handed it to Andrée. Now she.