Er... anything more!"We both sipped at our coffees before he asked, "And while you're doing all this sniffing and licking, you'll have your dick out a...d be wanking it off I suppose?" That's the general idea," I nodded."And I just stand there?" he sought to confirm. "I mean, I don't have to touch your knob or suck you off or anything like that?" Of course not," I said. "I wouldn't want to be an imposition." And you absolutely swear – one hundred per cent level – that you won't try to fuck. For a moment, I wondered if Dad minded. After all, he was still sliding in and out of me, a sensation I was familiar enough with to know that he wasn’t far off coming.“To get my brother off,” I replied with a smile.My brother has this condition - it runs in the family, actually. Mom is the only one who doesn’t have it, but she’s such a stupid slut that she’s always happy to help out the rest of us who do.See, everyone in my family has to get off like ten times a day. I don’t know exactly what. The other women might get even more jealous.” “You think?” “I know I would be if you weren’t already mine.” Her voice was barely above a whisper now. “What do you say we arrive… fashionably late?” Carmen knelt down in front of me. I looked down at her, my bulge growing even larger as I looked down her dress. Carmen unzipped my pants. She moved my boxers aside, and my manhood sprang forth. I was completely dressed in my best suit, except for the 10-inch, blood-engorged declaration of my love for. Suddenly, I was aware of a body pressed against mine. Before I could react, this stranger’s hands were buried in my hair, keeping my head locked in it’s position. I could only stare at the ceiling as I felt hot breath on my exposed neck as he nibbled and sucked my tender flesh. One of my captor’s hands released my hair and slid down my spine until he was cupping my ass in his warm hand and pressing my hips into his. I let out a soft moan as his bulging dick, straining against his pants, pressed.