Of course, when I say "you", I can't stop you from imagining a different person, so go ahead and take your pick of appearance. The reason why I did th...s was because too many times I've been told that I'm some 6'8" white beefcake (I would not eat that) with an 18" penis (now I really would not eat that). In this story, you decide!][Pictures: So, typed description is great and all but I personally like it when stories also include a picture of what the girl looks like. I have included real-life. Intensely. It happened over multiple conversations - all at 6am. How he knew that her boyfriend wouldn't be in her bed next to her she had no idea. But he would know. The converstaions were never pushy. He never commanded her to do anything, never raised his voice. It felt like she was being taken and led along a journey. A journey she knew she wanted to undertake but didn't know how. It was just two weeks ago that she finally took the box and disposed of it. Her 'bitch' toys as he called them.. I could feel myself getting excited, looking atthe shape of my brother's cock. He jerked in hissleep, and I moved my hand lower to shake him,down to his stomach."Bobby," I said, "Bobby, you're having anightmare."His arms flailed out, pushing against my arm,pushing my hand down to his crotch. I started tosnatch my hand away, and then, in his sleep, hereached down and put his hand on mine."Esther," he moaned. I tried to pull my hand away,but he kept hold of my hand.. It was very good. But I woke up this morning wanting you.” Sarah untied her pajama bottoms and let them fall to the floor. While I watched, she unbuttoned the top of her PJ’s. She didn’t take the top off, but just stood there letting me take a long look at her body. “I like how you look at me. It gives me chills.” I put my arms around her, and we kissed. Long, open mouthed, wet kisses. I felt the smooth skin of her lower back and ass with my hands. “I wanted you to be part of last night,” she.