She noticed it was a jolly ole man; the curves were all in the wrong places.She mustered her courage and asked, “Who in the hell are you? Isn’t it...supposed to be a jolly fat man who comes down the chimney and stands by my tree on Christmas Eve, as if I believed in such?"The intruder screamed like a woman. "Oh my, you scared me!" I scared you? Lady this is my house!”The woman asked, “Isn’t this 410 Greenville rd, Brentwood Tennessee?”Kandy was even more confused than before but answered, “Yes,. " said Stacy as she was about to leave."WAIT SIS!" said Brian "I want what you did to Herman Macintre!"Stacy was mortified. How had her brother heard about that? She had given Herman a blow job behind the school once, and a couple kids heard about it and spread some rumors. Brian must of heard one.Once again she had to keep her eyes from watering. "OK Brian..." she said. Brian got a smirk on his face. She bent over to Brian and pulled out his penis. It was about 3 to 4 inches long. It was rock. I squeeze it and watch his peehole gape open. I lick around the top, sampling the taste. I have sat up so that I am closer to his cock. To get his cock into my mouth I almost have to dislocate my jaw! It is just so big but it is worth the effort. It is also very tasty. I am not able to get much of it into my mouth but at least I am able to swirl my tongue around his peehole and by squeezing it I make it gape again and I can feel the wetness of precum there. Out of the corner of my eye I. I was taught by dear old mum never to stroke a man faster than his heart is beating. Other wise you can cause him pain instead of pleasure. This lesson always stuck with me. I'm very aware of this while I'm jerking him or anyone off. Pressing my ear against his back or chest. Listening for my pace and increasing my strokes with it.Then the talking begins asking him " Do you like this?" " You feel so big and hard" anything to get him in the mood I know he likes it when I talk dirty to him. By.