Somehow, I just think it wouldn't be right if Rashida blew me and made me cum right now. Her mom got my motor going into overdrive, but I can't have R...shida finish the job. Oh, just shut up and do it," I groaned, leaning my head back and closing my eyes. "Oh, Roxanne, of course I'll take a peek at those melons."My mouth opened up widely and my hand already felt like it had an icepick shoved in there. I zoned everything else out and just focused on envisioning Roxanne naked. I didn't have her do. I had finally gotten what I really wanted and this wasn’t going to be the last time either. In fact, I repeated this process over and over without ever getting caught or without Benny ever “waking up”. He never mentioned a thing to me but I know he’s also never forgotten it because he has a mind like a steel trap even today. I never had another cock after Benny’s but I’ve never lost my desire or taste for cock either.That brings us back to the current moment where Benny’s junk swinging in his. Scott is a year old than I, actually 14 months, older, and we were like regular siblings. We would fight each other tooth and nail one minute and comfort each other the next. As soon as mom trusted us, we spent all our time in those woods, well, except when we played on the swings and sliding board. We built forts in the woods, made bike trails, built tree houses, dammed the small stream hundreds of times, and even camped out there. We knew the woods as well as we knew our rooms in the. Rachel cursed her word choice. Now she couldn’t help but think of when they were together. She thought of how it felt to be desired, to be wanted. She grew wet again as she thought of how it felt to be filled with his dick, impaled on that well-sized cock and how amazing it felt to be fucked.But... a voice in her head rang out, he didn’t love you. He didn’t want you as a person. Rachel knew this voice of doubt well. It had grown which she dated Darren, doubting him and trying to restore what.