“Are you doing, like, the Paratrooper Boot Camp workout? I hear that’s really amazing,” she said, and then started to take off again. Then she a...ded, smiling broadly, “Not many people take it that literally, though?”“Yeah,” I muttered neutrally, and she was off. I self-consciously released my arms, thinking maybe I wouldn’t have such a bad time of it if I tried not to be self-conscious. Love is War, right? And War is Hell.Like a yapping materialization of my anxieties, a boisterous Chow dog on. As soon as his tip broke the plane of her hot hole he began shooting again. Her legs held him in place and she muffled his groans with her hand as she whispered to him, “Good boy. That’s it. Cum for me. Cum inside me. Let’s get it all out.” He was blowing an even bigger load into her pussy. His hips thrust forward and back involuntarily with each blast from balls. His cock pressed up against her cervix and splashed cum all over it. He grunted and groaned as his cock and balls did there level. So good!" She moaned back."Did you like your breakfast drink?" I asked."Delicious!" she quickly answered back then took another long suckle over my shaft to make sure she didn’t miss a spot.I then pulled my fingers away from her pussy and sucked them clean as well."How was your breakfast drink?" She asked me."Finger licking good!" I replied with a chuckle.I then sat down on the bed just beside of her."I suppose we should get some clothes on now? Your parents will be back sometime today" I said. To be fair, the actual entries in my diary were a lot more brief than what you will read later on. But after going over some of my notes my memory somehow came back to me in more and more amazing details. I will only tell you about the evening that started it all because to be honest, I'm still not quite comfortable with the later encounters that my brother usually initiated. Maybe I should have put that one night of indulgence in perspective as an unusual aberration of life as it sometimes.