The television was off, and Sanju was nowhere to be seen. The house was quiet, and I thought for a second that maybe he went to a friend’s hous.... I proceeded down the hallway to his room, and stood for a second to listen at his door. I didn’t hear anything so I opened the door. There on the bed was my sweet brother, Sanju, cock in hand and head flown back in ecstasy. I was shocked, and a little disturbed seeing my sweet little brother like this. But unexpectedly, I became aroused at the sight. “Oh really, and did you have this story in mind, before you let me waste a whole evening?” she asked, sounding slightly irritated.“No I didn’t, I had to dig it out of the known mist of the Internet myself,” I replied.“Of course you did. You are just as helpless on a computer as I am,” she replied.“My, my so sarcastic, just because I came up with one first,” I suggested with a grin.“Well the final decision is mine to make,” she reminded me.“Of course,” I agreed. “Just remember this. I am not. John turned me around, kissed me gently before leading me to the shower area.He turned the water on to get it heated up, then began to unbutton my shirt. I helped him with his shirt and his pants. Our clothes lay where they fell off of us. As we were getting wet under the hot spray of water, we heard two ladies talking as they went to use the toilets. I reached down to stroke John's ever growing cock. I kissed John's neck and on down to his stomach. John let a moan escape loudly as I. .. “Push!”Tammi gripped Angie’s hand. “You can do this Angie.”One doctor, two nurses, and three armed guards, who were watching carefully from various points in the room.It was a bit more complicated than the usual delivery; the guards refused to even consider unlocking the cuffs that linked each of Angie’s wrists to a handrail. Tammi agreed with that. Even she accepted just how dangerous Angie could be, though she was convinced Angie would never endanger her baby. After all, she’d refused to.