I guess it doesn't bite, right," so I reach out and put my hand around it and give a slight squeeze.Okay, it's my brother, I know that. But, it's pret...y sexy. No, it's really sexy. Kind of thrilling, actually. My heart is racing. I begin to move my hand up and down and ask, "Like this, is this they way you do it?" Mmm, yeah, feels nice. You just want to do it for me?" No! I want to see you do it." Okay, okay, let me get the hand lotion," and he reaches in the drawer next to his bed and squirts. She hinted that she wished I was there. Knowing who her friend was, I text her about their night plans and she confirmed. She told me that she had seen my nurse very frustrated lately and she knows part is my trip and she needed to be fuck by me. I told her that I needed her assistance with something. I revealed to her my change of flight and I wanted for her not to drive tonight. She understood me and told me, that she got a better part, she has a room open at her home, and will be available. She looked at me and smiled as she slowly started to rotate her hips and grind on me. Jennifer sat up straight as she slid back and forth on my torso, then she arched herself backwards, her long dark hair fell down tickling my thighs. She reached up and grabbed her tits and squeezed her nipples. “Oh yes, I like that,” she said. I pinched her nipples rather hard. “Fuck me hard, dammit!” I ordered. Jennifer began to grind harder, her moans were coming louder and faster. Her torso was sliding. The images of Margie and my mother danced through my head, their breasts hanging beautiful and heavy. I couldn’t believe what I was thinking – and though I felt like I should be disgusted, I was even more aroused by the taboo nature of it all. As I pleasured myself in the darkness of my room, I heard my door crack open. I caught my breath and froze. Sara was supposed to be out for the night. The door slowly opened and I recognized the shadow in my doorway. It was Margie. She quietly slipped.