Brad stood watching himself, his cock obviously growing hard in his jeans, mine was doing the same thing. When he shot his load in my sisters ass, cum...spurting out of her hole, he finally stopped watching and glared over at me. “What kind of shit is this?" Are you some kind of pervert?"“No Brad, just a brother who’s watching out for his little sister" I just wanted to make sure you were making her happy, is he s*s?" Karen smiled and answered by getting up off the couch and pulling her tank top. She acted like nothing had ever happened, and he tried to. But he'd beaten off at least a hundred times with that memory bright in his closed eyes. Of course he'd made sure that Ted got PLENTY of exercise on the practice field after that. He wanted that boy so tired he wouldn't even THINK of pussy.He quieted the girls down and began making assignments. They were going to play the faculty in the game, and they wanted to win in the worst possible way, so they all agreed to come to practices. "Melissa!" said Coach obviously trying to hold her composure."You came at the end, Coach. You didn't hear," Melissa said."Coach?" Henderson said."Matt held Jack. Mark was about to punch him." We're tired of him harassing Melissa," said Matt. "He needs to learn a lesson."Mark nodded eagerly."I don't want Jack suspended," Melissa said."I decide that," interrupted Henderson."He's a good guy but he has enough girlfriends," said Melissa. "He doesn't need me too."That statement brought curious looks. Next morning we had out 8am wake up call and I was feeling the worse for drink and I very rarely drink and never as much as I did last night. I told Bob I did not want breakfast and he said he needed something to eat and I said I just wanted to lie in bed for a few hours. Bob said he would go for breakfast and then take a walk and have a look at the guitar shop down the road and he would leave me to sleep till midday.When he was washed and dressed he left for breakfast and I was soon back.