What else did a man need?My wife found this game being touted on the Internet and casually drew it to my attention. She started with the gentle pleadi...g with wide doe eyes and a wicked smile on her face. "It'll be fun," she begged as her fingers rolled expertly over my erect cock, straining to be set free from the restrictive trousers. I grunted in annoyance: I did not want to think about unwelcome kinkiness at this point in proceedings. "And we do need the practise with the paddles." My scowl. “I'm sorry I've walked in on you masturbating. I guess I never got to see a guy cum. And I guess I've just liked seeing you masturbate even though you are my brother,” I replied. “Are you seriously saying you have been wanting to get a glimpse of me cumming?” Stan asked. “Yes,” I replied. He didn't know what to say. I was his sister and not his girlfriend. “I know this is weird. I'm sorry,” I said. Then I started getting up, but he stopped me. “Did you like seeing me dick?” Stan asked. “Yes,. I would be lucky if I made it in one piece."He's already seen you naked, what are you so worried about?" I asked myself, my face blushing as I thought of the nude pictures I had sent him periodically, at his request, mind you. Just the thought made me want to turn around and go home and bury my head under my pillow. It was too much. No matter how many times he told me he loved to see me nude, no matter how many times he told me he dreamed about touching my breasts or playing with my pussy I. Daddy looked at me like I was just a goof, so I shrugged and put my arms around him. However, since I was sitting on his lap and therefore taller than him… my boobs kinda went in his face when I hugged him. He grabbed me around my waist so I couldn’t escape and he shook his head back and forth, his nose in my bare cleavage. It was all very innocent, just for fun. Okay, no it wasn’t. Christ, my pussy began pulsing.And that’s when I found out what these rides were really called. TFT started out.