Looking at Matt now, I came to the conclusion that the men in porn were average, or he was in the top 10%. He was straining hard in his boxers, strugg...ing to get out and I had to guess that he was around 9 inches. “Holy shit,” I breathed, glancing back down at myself. I was above average, at around 6.5 inches, but compared to Matt I was small. He seemed to sense what I was thinking and he pulled the covers back over. “This is kind of moving really quickly isn't it?” Matt said too loudly, his. So was most of the work that had to be done around the house, actually. As they worked at the sink, their hips brushed and another jolt of pleasant sensation rattled Lorraine, stiffening her nipples against the fleecy inner surface of the sweatshirt. ‘This is crazy! I’ve got to get hold of myself! I don’t know what’s wrong with me today!’ she thought. They spent the rest of the morning working on getting the house cleaned up. And, as they worked, Lorraine seemed to find reasons to. “It’s 6 in the morning. I’m tired. We have all day! Let me sleep in.” I mumble with a yawn. “That is exactly why,” Cassie says while taking my blankets off of me, “We should get started early.” Now that she has all my blankets off me and I’m freezing, I open my eyes. The girl I see on top of me has the same green eyes as me, the same heart shaped face, the same nose, the same thick wavy hair, although hers is our natural blonde color, I dyed mine brunette. And so, despite my crankiness from. So after a bit, she’d fly back to the UK instead and spend a couple of weeks here.’ ‘She actually chose to stay at the farm?’ She gave him a dubious look. ‘This is Aunt Ruth we’re talking about?’ Matt managed a smile. ‘You have to remember that back then, it would’ve felt more like home to her. Dad grew up there after all, even if I do find that hard to believe sometimes.’ It certainly was hard to believe they’d both been farmer’s sons. The two brothers couldn’t have been more dissimilar..