But, I had no courage. Whenever Italk with her on phone, I masturbate. It would be the best mausturbation when youhear your fantasy girl voice. I real...y go mad at that time. Years passed over phone. I too got a job. After 7 years, Iplanned fuck her even to rape. I know that she must starve for sex because herhubby comes ones a year. So, I went to her house without any information. Herchild was on school and now she was not working. At the first sight, my brothergot up for action. She was still. After we had finished our drinks I asked if she would like to come back to my place.As soon as we walked through the door we were all over each other. Our lips were locked as our hand explored each others bodies. We made our way to the sofa and continued to make out, her on top pushing out fully clothed bodies together as hard as we could. Khloe started to unbutton my shirt, rubbing my chest as she straddled me. I reached over and pulled her dress over her head, revealing her matching white bra. It was much too loud, much too close, much too crowded for anyone to notice. We were both banking on that.Outside, a warm breeze blew from the south. You met me on the steps, looking equal parts nervous and excited. Shakily, you asked if I needed a ride somewhere. It was dark and very late. I told you I didn’t need a ride, and for a moment, the smallest hint of disappointment flitted across your face. But when I held out my hand and told you I’d like to show you something, curiosity kindled. My fanny felt warm and wet as my lips stretched apart. Gary sighed and I knew he liked what he saw; he stretched out his hand and touched my leg. It felt like I was wired to the mains as a bolt of electric went through my body.He looked like he wanted to see more, leaning back on the bed I stretched my leg as wide apart as I could, I could see in the mirror opposite how open and pink my fanny was and how much of a slut I looked with my tights still on one leg.Gary’s hand moved up my leg and I.