In a few moments he was sitting in the back with his seatbelt on, hishands still restrained in his leather reins, his rear leash tied to therear shelf...of the car, his front leash tied to the headrest of the seatin front and the chain of his ankle cuffs padlocked to a bar under theseat. Maria climbed into the passenger seat.Brian had no choice but to sit there while Christine drove the car tosome unknown destination. He looked down at his Barbie watch and sawthat the hands were just toy hands.. Her sweet, aromatic juices were heavenly and my tongue sucked and flicked her engorged clitoris.Her squeals got higher and higher pitched as my touches took her closer and closer to orgasm. She shrieked and grunted every time she breathed out, and then panted.I felt her body shake and she gripped herself. She moaned louder and louder, shouting and squealing into the air as my fingers doubled their intensity and lips gripped her sensitive clitoris. Her pussy tightened around my fingers and her. Just because Melody was dumb enough to settle for a child, didn't mean I should.And I was gay. I loved pussy. I wasn't into guys at all. Hadn't thought about another man beside Dad since Stefani. I loved her. She was my girlfriend.I rolled out of bed, struggling to breathe. What the fuck was wrong with me? The bedsprings still squeaked above.“Oh, you're cumming so much in me,” Melody moaned, so throaty, so adult.I wished I could squeeze my ears shut. I didn't need to hear my little brother. He took the cone from her and then Michelle began undoing the top of her dress. Brent stared in surprise as she unbuttoned the front, then slid it down to her waist, baring her tits to his eyes. They weren’t big, but they were nicely rounded with only a little sag. Her nipples were big and surrounded by large, dark areolas. “Give it back. Yours, too,” she said, loving the look on his face. Brent handed Michelle the cones. Taking one on each hand, she rubbed the soft, cold ice cream on to her.