Those were just fantasies and he thought it was sick, that Sometimes he had those thoughts.his father died after a car crash a couple of years ago but...he still missed him.He had told himself that he was going to get his life on track for years, that he would finish college, get a job, a family of his own, and everything else you're supposed to do. Life doesn't always do what you want.Cursing loudly for not even being able to get a shity job at a fast food restaurant, he was so pissed at how. He worked her pants down and resumed the expert fingering prompting her to suck that dick. She quickly discovered she had no chance of deep throating the whole thing. It was too big and she lacked the experience but she gave it a worthy effort. Before long, she wanted that dick in her pussy. She stood, stripped off all her clothes, and mounted her brother. She started slow but hard, fucking every inch of his cock aggressively. She increased tempo and intensity, approaching a sense of delirium. . I want to marry you if you want to marry me... someday of course... not right away..."I broke in because I had been thinking about that very thing for the last few days."Teresa, I have been thinking about that and I want to clear the air out about this subject right now."My voice must have made her fearful of what I was about to say since she started to beg off on what she had just said to me."I don't... I didn't mean now... I meant that someday we might want to, if you..." Teresa, listen to. "And wear Becky's panties, " I added. Her grin grew even wider, matching that of her girlfriend as the redhead slipped off her thong."And what will I wear?" Becky asked demurely."Miss Mathews, do you have an extra pair of T-back panties you can give your freshman captain?" I asked."Yes. Would you – ughh – like me to get up and get one?" she asked, making no effort to disentangle with Kylie. Finally, the women slid apart as if lazily waking from a nap. Kylie padded over to the corner where I was.