Men are looking at me again. I’ve seen them ogling me. I know that they are imagining doing things to me. Rude, lewd, crude things. I just wish one ...f them would get on and actually do it. I’d loved to be fucked again. Not even love. Lust would be good, great even. Just a man who wanted to jump my bones, and wasn’t too afraid or too respectful to actually tell me. Still fondling my breasts, I stroked up and down my belly, and onto the top of my thighs and back up to my breasts. As I explored,. “Not sure I can turn that down,” Blake quipped as he dropped his shorts, leaving only his skivvies. Tommy did likewise as they crossed the room to the bed.Under the covers, the three were studiously silent and avoided even the slightest of contact. At long last, Blake did open his mouth and say, “I was wondering if I could at least get a goodnight kiss?”“Thought you’d never ask,” Charlene chirped as she rolled toward Blake. Tommy turned on his side, facing Charlene, just as she and Blake began. Suddenly, as she moved down a bare inch, the head of my body slippedinto the tight cavern of her body. I stiffened and almost screamed asthe tight walls clamped around the invading, filial penis. Above memother froze, a cry of surprised lust the only sign that she was asexcited as I. She was so beautiful I could cry. For long seconds thetableau remained, mother precariously poised with just the hard plum ofmy body within hers, I panting softly as I tried to stop myself fromthrusting deeply into. This completely suited me, my brother had an amazing body, he kept himself fit and always seemed to look energetic. He has longish wavy ginger hair that just suited him so much. I must admit to having thought of him before when I was masturbating, when he watched porn, the lights would all be off but the glow from his iPad shined onto him meaning I could see his face and his huge 7 inch cock. I liked it when this happened, it helped me out a bit and because he had headphones in, I could hear.