Mybrother was 27 and his husband was what, 32? I'd be surprised if theydidn't fuck every single night.The walls were paper-thin, though. It was the mo...ning that got myattention, but now I could hear everything: the bed creaking, bodiesshuffling, body parts being smacked and slapped."Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," I heard a voice that was unmistakably mybrother's.I thought of what Owen had sad earlier, "I keep trying to get this onepregnant." That must mean my brother was the bottom and was the one. I spent half a second on the surprised thought that his soft touch didn’t scare me before I turned around to face him. ‘I just wanted to make sure that you were all right?’ he said with that same magically soothing voice that had me thinking about him again and again, was it only a few days ago? ‘I’m fine,’ I answered ‘I’m just a bit tired.’ ‘Please let me know if I can help you in any way!’ he said before he pushed my hair back from my face and let his hand linger for a short moment on my. 'Get your stuff packed and get it on the ship. Then help load the supplies from the train that is the station. We sail at noon'.'Yes Captain', I told her and ran up the two flights of stairs to my room, picked up my packed bag and was dumping it in my cabin inside two minutes.I had clearly underestimated the amount of stuff to be loaded onto the ship. There were crates and crates of food to be stored in the larder, not to mention the water tank needed filling from the long hose attached to the. She says bye, and goes into her apartment. I go into the bedroom and show my boyfriend the boxer. He says ops. He also says that she had begun to ask about his dick, and he had some pictures of it on her cellphone and is not afraid to show up. She was only wearing a short dress, so he got horny. She helped him off with his clothes and quickly fucked in the windowsill in the living room. There are 4 floors so no one had seen them. But no wonder I hadn't seen him come back completely naked. They.