“That’s it, now let me get this beautiful nutsack all buttered up for its collar,” I announced, dipping my fingers into the Ball Butter and then...applying the balm liberally to his hairless pouch. As I did, his balls involuntarily writhed with each caress.“They move quite nicely,” I commented, finally ringing his sack with my thumb and forefinger and stretching the rubber device to collect both heavy testicles. Setting the ring down just atop his balls, it kept them in place for the next step.. She looked up smiled. Was she smiling at me? Did she see me? She tied her top on and walked over my way. I lost her under the eaves of the house, and then the doorbell rang. My cock shrank and I felt my face flush as I made my way downstairs. I could see her outline through the frosted glass. I tried to calm down and straightened my pants crotch, willing my cock to deflate unsucessfully. I was still half engorge and throbbing when I opened the door. “Hello, Sue. How are you…” “Were you watching. He bounced on her body like a mad animal and started biting her boobs. She kept moaning like hell. Her chest started getting red marks here and there. He held her shoulders and hugged her tight and bit her neck and at the same time licking her cheeks .his dick was hurting her in the stomach but he didn’t care. He then tore her black satin bra in one go and bit her nipples like a tigers killing its prey to meet his long time hunger.Vicky was doing away his hunger on her body and boobs. He. I knew we had time, so I got up, turned to my lovely sister and asked, “May I have this dance?”Besides the common characteristics I have already listed, the two women in our family are stacked, which makes dancing with either of them a semi-erotic moment. Something they didn’t teach at Cotillion.The song that started was ‘Sentimental Journey,’ a slower song.Almost instantly, Mo lay her head down as we danced together.“You dance nice, little brother,” she said to me.“It helps when you have such.