” “This morning I talked to him about you”. “I described the sight of your cock thrusting in his ass.” “It certainly had the desired effec....” “His cock got so hard and he started to moan.” “I just kept a steady stroking no matter how much he pleaded with me to speed up”. “But I may have done too good of a job.” When he shot off, it was pretty intense.” “It may be a while before he can get a good hard on.” “Now normally after I jack him off, he gets up and goes to work and I take my orgasm in my. I put my arms around her and hugged her."You're going to be alright Janice, it's over. You'll be alright." Henry gathered her clothes. The pants were okay but the blouse had been torn off of her and was useless. Henry took his shirt off and handed to me. I had her sitting up on a bench by this time and helped her dress. I tied the bottoms of the shirt around her waist.I didn't know how but I suspected that Henry had set this up."Do you want to go to the hospital Honey?" I asked Janice. She. --------------------When I woke up, I immediately realized that my body no longer hurt as ithad been for the last few days. It still felt weird...wrong...but itdidn't hurt.I climbed out of bed and began to look myself over. My chest hadcontinued swelling so that I now had a pair of tits. Actually I didn'tknow if they were quite large enough to qualify as tits, though theywere definitely breasts. They were relatively small and perky. Iusually preferred my women with larger assets, but since. In many ways we grew up together and over the years we came to think of each other like brothers and sisters do. We sometimes played. We sometimes argued. But mostly were just each doing our thing. The Marsha in this family was my slightly older stepsister Carrie. As a younger brother, imagine my confused interest at watching my new sister grow up before my eyes. There was an extra level of intrigue to all things involving privacy. While seeing my real sister undressed seemed perfectly boring,.