His mother uses him as a toy for a pool party she has for her girlfriends. I've based a lot of his kinkiness on mine, like liking the taste of his ow... cum, playing with his prostate and ass hole, cumming on his own face, and obviously, we both have a big i****t fetish.Below are some poems that Carrie, Krista, and Chris wrote about each other and I hope it helps you get closer to the characters. Enjoy!Thickness, hot flesh.The head bulbous, the shaft a trunk.I taste heat on the roof of my. He lowered one hand to the stacked heel and gripped it forbetter control.He was abruptly wrenched out of his trance as he heard the softlaughter of several women. When Peter opened his eyes he found theother three females had awakened and were standing there, watching himdisgrace himself by hunching against the boot over and over. He was sostartled that he let go, tried to back up, and toppled over. Theshamefaced young man lay on his back, tiny erection pointing straightup. His lips. Today, I am writing the next installment of a fictional story about the incestuous relationship between a brother and sister.Before we begin, I would like to thank my audience for appreciating the first two installments. Those who have not read it, please read the first and second parts first.Now, continuing the story where we left it. Pratik sat in his room half nude wondering what he should do when sleep took over him. Pratik woke up half an hour later and was feeling hungry. He was unaware. She loved walking around in her new clothes and she loved the way that the older men just stared at her boobs. Occasionally she would let them see her panties too. She was quite forward for a six-year-old.When we painted her room she said that she didn’t want to get paint on her new clothes so she took them off. We then painted her room pink, blue, and brown as per her command. I enjoyed her nudity, her budding breasts, and her bald pussy.Each month we got together for a whole Saturday. I would.