Lowering my head, I kissed her between those perfect peachy hillocks, dragging my tongue up the swell until the tip touched her nipple. As it stiffene... under the gentle assault of my tongue I heard her moan softly. Wrapping my lips around it, I sucked the tender fleshy bud into my mouth, secretly wishing she could feed me some of her warm milk. Letting go with a smack of my lips, I led my tongue down into the valley between and up the other side. Repeating the process and eliciting another. I wanted bro to have a passion for me now and to want more from me because so far I had done most for him by shagging his cock daily, letting him see my breasts, feeling my nipples, and me sucking his cock and sperm. I lay next to him that night with my body aching for more sexual satisfaction and gratification experiences.Next morning was routine only, bro and me not talked about previous night and just completed bath time in usual way with me shagging his cock and making him cum, and then. Especially after the incident I’m about totell you.It was a Tuesday afternoon and I’d been home fromschool for about a half hour. I’d changed into comfyclothes (after running to take a pee, its the secondthing I do when I get home) and had come downstairs. Iwas passing by the dining room, when I noticed Mattsitting in front of the computer (yeah, Mom has it inthe dining room, don’t ask me why) and his arm ismoving in a way highly suggestive of jacking-off.Now, I’ve. Once it’s completed, then he’ll return to the university as a senior professor.”“How long is that?”“Four more years — enough time for me to graduate from Taft.”“And then?”“It will be up to me to decide. I’ll have turned twenty before then.”“Twenty?”“The age at which a young woman traditionally is considered to be an adult. On my twentieth birthday, my dad will give me a proper adult woman’s kimono, which declares I am single, of age, and eligible for marriage. Actual practice is a bit.