A guy who was no doubt reasonable or even better when he was scrubbed up, but he had on paint splattered greased overalls and three days growth on his...face, not my type usually, was looking over a vehicle outside the workshop. God the wrench he was carrying was big. Yeah I’m a randy young tart, I was making phallic associations. I was about to get out of the sports car, when another dude came out of the workshop, taller and extremely rugged, basically fucking good looking, very instantly. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Pulling to a stop, Malissa stepped out to try and help this youngteenage girl holding another child in her arms as she rocked back andforth. Her eyes darting around and spotting the newly opened case."Hey, I'm Malissa. Are you alright?" she reached out seeing theactivation pull tab at the base of the skull sticking out from underthe shoulder length hair. This was a non-activated Companion Droid."Hey, it's ok," she knelt next to her not. My brother shot off in my mouth once and I hated the taste and so I refused to let either one of them cum in my mouth after that.My mom tried to convince me to try to get the cock as far in my mouth as possible so that the cum would shoot down my throat and I would barely taste it. But I didn’t want to even try to do that. But one day I walked into the living room and mom and dad were watching tv and my brother Bob had his pants pulled down to his knees and was masturbating. Something clicked. What to do with this moment. My core feels like molten lava is flowing through me. I do something bold. Something crazy. I grab his shirt with my left hand, mostly to keep him from pressing up against me again, knowing if he does, I’ll end up breaking my celibacy stretch in the ladies ‘ bathroom of a seedy bar. I’m better than that. So, I grab his shirt and reach up to kiss him, while taking the extra key card to my hotel room from my right back pocket and placing it in his back pocket. I.