He never uses to give any reaction. I started seducing my brother by exposing my boobs, giving sexy poses but nothing worked out. I met my friends and...asked for an idea and they said somehow make him touch your boobs then automatically everything will go on. Rachana took a blade and made some small scratches on my boobs a said ask your brother to apply powder since you are hurt. That day I went home happily and waiting for the night to fall. My brother came inside and locked the room. My. 5 inches long and as fat as soda can. Her pussy was fairly streched and cum just kept pumping out. After about 20 more minutes and four orgasims mom was done. She let me know this when her juice changed to piss. She told me that Tony was comming over after I went to bed and I would help her surprise him in the morning. That night I was woken by screams of pain comming from mothers bed room. Two hours later my mom bursed into my room out of breath sweating and covered in cum. She said she was. “You feeling better Kurt?” asked Adam.“Yeah, feelin’ great now, just tired.” Kurt went on, “And I feel like cryin’ too. Not because of Jesse, that’s over. But because I am fortunate enough to have the greatest friend anyone could hope to ever have.” Kurt walked over to where Adam was by his bed, hugged him, kissed him on the cheek and said, “Thank you, Adam, for being my friend.”Adam, blushing, “Awe shucks, Kurt. I’m sure you would have done the same for me. I am ready for bed though.”Both. All of them left, I leaned against the wall to wait.“You’re going to be a doctor, right?” she asked.“Eventually.”“How did you know that stuff?”“First Aid class in High School. Plus I’ve read a lot. I don’t get any real medical training until a couple of years into medical school.”“You can diagnose diabetes by smelling someone’s breath?”I shook my head, “No, but you can tell their blood sugar is really high because their breath smells like nail polish remover or fruit. It was one of the things.