Ben took this as encouragement, and began softly squeezing my ass cheeks while we continued our small talk.About 5 minutes later, Ben unobtrusively sl...pped his hand back up toward my waist…. But he didn’t stop there. His hand continued up to the side of my dress and slipped inside, caressing the side of my right boob. Again, I didn’t react, and – again, taking this as encouragement – he began massaging my right tit, occasionally pulling on the nipple, which was making it rigid and sensitive,. Then Michael moved, and for the first time I felt his steel rod against my slick wetness. I moaned into his mouth at the first contact. Slowly my brother started to rock forward and back, back and forth, so his cock rubbed the whole length of my opening, pressing against my clit and running through my folds. Each motion sent a thrill through my body, and I was ready for what was to come next. My vaginal opening had dilated, my body was producing all the lubrication it could, and every one of. This felt...good.As the credits rolled, we stayed in place dozing on the couch. Honestly, I would have been fine sleeping like that for the night, but Susan stirred next to me. Sitting up and yawning, she arched her back, stretching it. Placing my hand on her back, I started rubbing it up and down her spine. She let out a satisfied sigh. Turning to face away from me, she scooted closer. I could take the hint and placed both my hands on her neck, working the muscles. She groaned, moving her neck. She unexpectantly pushed me off herlap and I fell to the floor where I sprawled grotesquely; my penis showing myarousal."Now, maybe you will listen next time,' she declared as I struggled to get tomy knees.She scowled at me as she spoke and I saw a look of grim determination on herface. I wondered, as I looked at the red welts on my buttocks, whether wewere slipping away from the loving relationship that we'd started with into aharsher one of physical abuse and humiliation. Although we'd never.