” I smiled knowing what he was thinking, and moved over. When he was sitting next to me, I reached over and unzipped his jeans. Afraid that was too...much movement, and not wanting my brother to realize what was happening, I decided to not risk it and just rubbed his cock through his boxers. His dick had other plans. The more I stroked it, the harder it got. Until it just popped right out of the boxer hole thingy. At this point I was giving him a hand job, and he was starting to breathe a little. I controlled myself, took the box out of his hands and said:"Thank you."Later, when I was alone at home (I was divorced already for five yearsand since then I decided to live a bachelor's life, very far away fromeither my ex-wife or my parents) that box kept me intrigued, finally Idecided to give a shot. I took the ring, but it was small. I was able toinsert it only in the tip of my annular finger. The moment I put it inmy hand, however, I felt like I was changing.It was weird, the. Wondering where she was before I decided it was time to go back.When I got to the back of the house I stripped down and left my shoes and clothes on the porch. When I walked in Mr. Donald was already up and making breakfast." When did you get off to"-he asked." Hope you didn't run into anyone like that". I told him my clothes were on the porch and I found the lake. Good he said, we'll be going down after we eat. After eating we cleaned up and went outside, I dressed and we went to the lake. He. Her moans began slowly, but built up as she felt that nice, wonderful cock invading her snatch, stretching her pussy yet again for his pleasure.Yeah, there was no doubt that she was his plaything, and not even his favorite. Miranda didn't care by now. She had been fucking this guy, somewhat regularly, for a week now and she was hooked on his delightful dick. For that matter, she was horny as hell, due to her hormones. Besides, he was damned good at it and he loved so many of the same positions.