Let me go get my dildo."Brooke pouted. "Why? Ben's right here."Brandi's eyes flew open as she realized what Brooke was implying. "What? No! He's your ...rother! That's disgusting!"Brooke pointed right at our crotches, where in her twisting, Brandi's skirt had ridden up and we could all clearly see that my rod was still buried in my older sister's twat. "YOU don't seem to find it so disgusting. And I don't either. I think Ben's very sexy." And with that, I felt myself get to full hardness. The. Come, show me your prick at once, my dear fellow.’While she spoke her tapered fingers were busy unbuttoning me, and in an instant my wildly throbbing prick stood up in her hand. I had sunk previously on the sofa, and lay reclining in a favourable position for developing a complete view of its whole length. You remember what mine was like, old fellow, when we were at school and college. It has developed more since then; it is now not too long, but long and large enough, very. And yet, just getting to see it would be ten times as strong as thinking about it. No word of description, no image of reminiscence could measure to the pure electrifying shock of seeing this pretty, slutty, dirty woman do her evil magic. My heart started beating fast in anticipation.But, you know, for all the sparks and controlled fires in those videos, you sometimes wonder how it’d feel if the explosion was, you know, really real. If the sparks were not just fireworks, if the screams were not. Tim had switched the channel now that the news was over and was watching a soccer match on the Spanish channel.I could not help but ask. “Why do you watch soccer on the Spanish channel?”“Because the best matches are in South America, and the announcer is only telling you what you can see is happening anyway. So who cares what he is saying.”I put on my reading glasses and picked up a magazine, opening it to an article I had started earlier. Every once in a while, I would glance over at Tim and.