I was at that age when boys, and men were becoming interesting to me, in a sexual way, and sitting here on the edge of my bed seeing my brothers penis...in its full glory, excited me, and I wet my panties, not with pee, but with sex juice.My brother was a bit of an exhibitionist, he was in love with his own shadow, using weights and all that gym stuff to develop muscle.I laugh now thinking back, the only muscle girls are interested in is the one between his legs. We used to call it their 'Light. Bert never hurried with anything, including speaking. ‘I will refrain from telling you that it is bloody obvious that I have a problem, I’m much too polite for that, but yes, I do seem to have a problem, and I need you to look at it so that you can tell me what I can do about it.’ Her voice had a mixture of anger, frustration and just plain being pissed off. Bert crawled under the 4 wheel drive, otherwise known in other parts as an SUV, or a Toorak Tractor, and had a look. He only just managed. ‘‘They are sending a lot of messages back and forth between the China troop garrisons and Beleshi,’’ I said.‘‘Beleshi is where multiple pipelines come together. There the gases are metered and combined into the big pipe to China,’’ President Orbatch said.‘‘Is this the gas supply that China is delinquent on making payments for?’’ I asked.‘‘Your information is good, yes very delinquent! They are slow and getting slower, only making partial payments. They blame the shortage of money on. ”“Can you hold it for a little while?” I asked.“I think so ... for a little while.”“Good.” I turned her so she lay athwart the bed, her buttocks on the edge of the mattress, the nozzle still embedded in her bottom. Spreading her thighs I adjusted my stance so my manhood was aligned with her ladyparts and eased into her.“That feels good,” she said. “You feel big and hard.”“I’m taking you this way so I don’t put pressure on your belly,” I said. “You feel tighter than normal -- probably because.