" She turned and went back into Matt's room, leaving the door open. I stared for a minute and stood up and followed her. Walking in, I saw her standin... next to Matt's bed, Matt himself still sitting naked on it. His erection wasn't as stiff as when my mother was with him. She noticed that too, and wrapped her hand around his cock. She jerked him off for a few seconds and then straddled herself around his waist so that they were facing each other. She lifted her hips just enough so that she. Or she could walk home but that was about a 10 km walk.I told her that really sucks and then offered her a lift home. She said that would be lovely if I didn't mind and I told I don't mind at all and we made our way to my car. We hopped in and I slowly drove her home as we chatted. While chatting i glanced over to her and looked down at her legs as our school just recently went back into summer uniform. Her dress was midway up her thighs and her thighs looked rather sexy. Halfway to her house. So he stood on his knees cleaning my cock of all the cum around it with his tongue. We laid down with me on top of him (still completely naked) and made out for 10 minutes. After 10 minutes his younger brother ran in and jumped on top of us. Luckily the room was dark and we were covered by blankets. The oldest wrapped the younger one in the blanket long enough for me to get my clothes back on and then we switched so he could put his clothes on. His brother didnt stay for long before running. Sure, I could have made the house get them, but Kieran's deep blue eyes had given a signal that he did not put into words, silent or vocal.Our guest was one who, while a true and good friend, was not often in our house. We preferred to meet where we had all first met, in London, in the winter. He was Nassau, third son of Lucifer, King of Hell. And if all that sounded very grand, he was also impatient, idiosyncratic, childish, playful, seductive and often mischievous. He looked sideways at me.