’ My mom and sister had made plans to go to the movies this morning. I was invited, but I really didn’t have time. I had to get this report done, ...hich sucked because now that Derrick was going, I wanted to go even more. But at least I would have the house to myself. My dad works every single day. He wouldn’t be home until this evening. ‘You sure you don’t want to come?’ my mom asked. ‘I really have to get this report done. I’m gonna go shower and maybe perk up a little bit and then finish it.’. His thumbs again stroked her nipples, but this time, she didn't move away. He continued to stroke his thumbs over her nipples as his hands began to fondle her tits.She was looking him in the eye and said, "You're a naughty boy."She was slightly leaning over, her loose top wide open on the bottom. My brother slid his hands down and under her top. He slid his hands up her sides, back to her hanging, bare tits. His thumbs flicking her rock hard nipples as his hands engulfed her soft globes. She. He went limp, letting her do as she pleased with him, her erotic kiss mingling with the pulsing glow of his dwindling euphoria.She eventually broke away, their lips parting with a wet pop, a solitary strand of their shared saliva linking her mouth to his. He gasped, breathing heavily as she pushed his face into her cleavage, now slick with her sweat. Wet skin cooled his burning cheeks, the taste of salt on his lips, her heaving bosom engulfing his head as she drew him in. They were as large and. More oil was gathered and pressed into my anus by that finger rubbing it gently but firmly until I felt slick and open. I tried to hold still, even when I could feel it deep inside of me, plunging and wriggling where I had never allowed another to go. But it was almost impossible. My muscles squeezed, trying to repel this invader, my hips jerked and tried to pull away. As punishment, I received another hard slap to my bottom.It was a relief and sheer torture when I heard that male voice again.