I didn't want to stop. In fact, I wanted more.Kissing leads to petting. Petting leads to undressing and more intense feelings. Those feelings short-ci...cuit common logic. Impulse gains control and before I truly understood what was happening, I was standing naked in front of Dumont, watching my erection slipping and sliding in and out of her mouth.She had her eyes closed and that tongue of hers stroked and cuddled with me the same way it had with my tongue. The sensations were unbelievable, and. The days I enjoy the most are laundry days. I would get both our baskets of clothes to put into the washer and dry it after. Sometimes when I take her basket of clothes, and she is busy, that would be my window of opportunity. I would search for her panties or sweat-soaked t-shirts and leggings.Her bra had a unique smell, something I had never smelt before. Sometimes I would even find stains on her panties. I wonder if that is what my brother’s doing, or she gets excited by being around me. Usually, I take a deep sleep and directly wake up the other day but that night I was completely not able to as I was getting up after every few mins. I could realize my brother sometimes cuddling me sometimes I could feel his breath near my lips sometimes near my ears as it was very dark I was not able to make out.He uses to keep his hand on top of my shorts near to my dick sometimes rubbing his dick against my back sometimes his weight on me. But slowly I fell into a deep sleep and woke up the. I imagine her large brown eyes trapped behind the darkness of the blindfold, open wide with fury and trepidation. Or perhaps they were closed in silent resignation to her fate. After all, she didn't complain when I first slipped the handcuffs around her wrists more than two hours ago. No, she had been exceptionally willing to do whatever I asked of her. Greed will do that to most people, especially those who get paid on commission. And she had smelled the kind of payoff that gives an.