My mother got remarried when I was six, and my little brother was born when I was eight. Being the older sister, I was often the one taking care of my...brother; dressing him, feeding him, bandaging his bruises, and comforting him when he was sad. We were very close, my brother and I, and that didn't change even when we became teenagers. When I was nineteen, I moved into a dorm at college, but I still kept in touch with my brother. More than with our parents, actually. I invited him over to. I slipped a hand over his semi-hard cock and started building him back up for another party with his sister. His prick regained its status as an erection under my slow teasing fingers. I lifted up and started kissing and licking him anywhere my mouth met his skin while fingering and pulling on the man between his legs. I seduced my brother that way for several long minutes until my head was resting on his stomach, I was closely inspecting his cock. I looked up at him “Hey, Shaun,”He answered. ”Shavala looked at her curiously. “Why would you want to hold lightning in your spear?”“If I were to hit someone with it, it would discharge, as if they’re getting struck by lightning. Stormrunners do it when they fight snow beasts, since stabbing them isn’t always enough. It works on metal armor, too.” Or, at least, that’s what Sarette had been told. She’d practiced it, but only against empty suits of chainmail, and there hadn’t been any obvious effect other than the flash of light.“What are. I was talking to him the whole time. I went into my room and made a sound so he looked my way and started pressing my boobs above my sports bra.And just like I wanted he paused and started staring at me. I then slowly took one boob out and pressed it and then inserted both my hands in my bra from below and started bouncing them and making sexy expressions.Suddenly I removed my bra and started pressing my butt and jumping so that my boobs jump and then removing my shorts. He was staring the.