"That's what I need." Okay," Troy shrugged and then he hit me really hard in the tummy!"Oh!" I gasped and all the air got knocked out of me and I coul...n't breathe at all. I couldn't even stand up straight because my whole stomach felt like it was on fire. I had tears in my eyes and my nose was running just that quick, and I could barely make out my brother's knee as it came up into my face with a real bone crunching THUD!!"Uh!" I sorta groaned, except it's hard to do that when you don't have. I felt his big, soft, but swelling cock on my face as he pressed me into him. So manly and warm, I only wanted more. I didn’t know what to do but instinct and desire took over and I began to kiss his hanging dick. It felt wonderful against my lips and I knew I wanted to taste it, I knew I wanted to feel it in my mouth. I continued to kiss his growing shaft and felt and saw it harden, getting even bigger and thicker. I was shocked by his cocks size and found myself almost helpless to its power.. In this w-dimension they kept "Dean".Language drift is especially common with trendy words, or those where the variations are subtle. For example, in all the dimensions encountered so far in my autobiography, Americans use "Mom", but across the entire W-Dimension most Americas use "Mum", and some dimensions even favor "Mam". When my 'immigrant' minds were speaking, they would occasionally use a word or phrase 'incorrectly' for the current dimension, causing a small amount of confusion. It was. Moving us forward he pressed me firmly into the cold tile wall, using his legs to spread mine as far as I could go. Biting my earlobe just to the point of pain, he growled in my ear. I had no idea who he was, but I loved how aggressive he was, he knew my body almost better than I did. I felt like such a slut just letting this stranger have his way with my body, but I loved it. I loved him taking control, no thinking, no talking, nothing messy, just feeling him use and abuse my body. His.