My hand dove under the waistband of his black Jockey briefs and stopped at his thick patch of soft curls. Trevor had a big mound of curly pubic hair t...at framed his semi-hard cock. As I felt for his growing hardness, Trevor apologized for not being hard yet. He said, “I’m nervous so it’ll take me a little longer to get ready.” “That’s fine,” I reassured him as I squeezed its length. It felt like he was average size, maybe five inches. I could wait for his full hardness because what I really. Every night Karthik started to fantasize his mother before he slipped to sleep. He would masturbate imagining of fucking his mother.But there is a philosophy by the great psychological scientist Joseph Murphy that whatever you visualize mentally every day will soon be turned to reality by your subconscious mindThis soon seemed to turn a reality in Karthik’s life. On one day Karthik and his mom cleaned up the entire house and cleared the house from all dirt and spider web from the floor to the. I use the word odd, although he might use another.This happened around the time I turned sixteen, and he was fourteen. My name is Susan. He's my little brother, named Jack.We had a pool in our backyard, like most people who lived in Southern California did. We spent the summer having fun and splashing around in it. I had finally started getting tits, while Jack was growing himself.He must not have realized how tight his swim trunks were because I could see his dick impression rather easily.. It’s just that I wanted some loving this morning, but hitting that little white ball around a field had more attraction than my pussy. Something’s wrong here.”They all laughed and Dave started on their veggie omelets.More to his surprise, fifteen minutes later Olive Carter and Angie Nilsson walked onto the patio. The paused and looked around, and once they saw Dave, they headed straight for him.Dave greeted the two as he harvested two of the omelets. “Good morning, ladies. What a surprise and.