He did most things that they did. The main thing I noticed was his ass... it was so big and round for a guy. I'd say he looked even better than the gi...ls he hung out with when it came to having an ass. I had even seen it from time to time when we would change after swimming and what not. It was nice and smooth. After some time I ended even masturbating to thoughts of me fucking him. Countless times. Lucky for me, that became a reality. I managed to catch him off guard and eventually brought it. Nothing is sought and nothing is resolved. It has always been that way, as far back as I can remember. I am still just in my late teens, so it's not that far back that I must remember - and it was certainly still the case a few short years ago. All of that is simply a roundabout way of telling you why I'd be out of bed at 11:30 on a school night. I live at home with my older sister, Sara, and my mom, Janice. It has been just the three of us since my mom divorced seven years ago. After her. The thought of dating again made her feel almost ill. She didn’t know if she could possibly go through with it. Her vibrators had already gone through innumerable batteries over the last couple of years, ever since her husband started fucking his secretary. Now, with nobody else in the house to wander in and catch her, she used them even more. Both were safely stored away in her luggage, too. She knew that she wasn’t going to make it a week without them. Enough of that. I’m here to enjoy. Why should she be the only one clean especially when i wanted to feel those beautiful lips wrapped around my cock. i take a few minutes and get cleaned up and i come out in just a towel and my clothes in one hand.When i walk out she is looking at me as if she wants to rip off the towel. i drop my clothes and step up to the edge of the bed. with out saying a word she reaches out and pulls the towel away and stares at my growing member. i dont believe in naming my penis its silly. so she wraps.