I get about 6” of my thick veiny dick into his throat before he bucks back, then I just say “Ya—that's good lil bro—ur a fuckin natural---just...keep doin it—you just keep worshiping my big jock meat”. There wasn't much in the way of emotion here—just raw lust. I was gonna fuck my lil bro—and fuck him good. Break um in fast and hard :)In spite of my forcing my lil bro to suck my dick, I notice him grabbing his dick, and giving it a hard squeeze. I grin to myself thinking---ya, little fuckin. But the man would judge him, was already judging him. A quick glance back told him that the man wasn’t even looking at him or his girl clothes. It didn’t matter anyway, right? He would never see the man again. He avoided conversation as the girl rang him up. Always a different girl. Always he hated her, because she got to be a girl and he didn’t. Always he envied her, wished he could look like her, wished they could hang out together and talk about cute boys. Sometimes he wanted to fuck her.. Bending slightly at the waist and smiling, you push downward on panties and shorts together, and I watch as they fall along your outer thighs. You release both as they reach your knees and stand upright. After lifting your leg forward to let your shorts and panties reach the ground, you give a quick shake to free them and your sandals, tossing all to the corner of the blanket. Standing naked before me in the moonlight, you place your hands on your hips with your legs slightly spread apart, and. A kar raha hoo meri age 22 years hai or humare ghar main main papa mummy or ek choti behan jis ka naam payal hai aor wo 1st year main parti hai us ki age 20 saal hai ery papa ka business hai or mummy bank main job karti hai or mujhe cricket ka both shonk hai main cricket kailta bhi hoo or meri behanmujhsy larti thi ky bhai aap cricket nahi kehla karo aap ky kapdy kharab ho jatay hai or baad main aap mujhe apni cricket ky bary main bata ty ho phir bhi main jab bhi cricket khil kar aata tha to us.