“Eighteen hours now, Mitch." “It's only for a year and then I'll be back again, but for good.” I was always relived to hear that. We had been be...t friends since high school and he enlisted right after graduation. They acquired a eighteen-year old blonde and I lost one. Whenever he came back, we always celebrated somehow. We never had sex, we just wanted to maintain our great friendship. Although, we had become very close. We frequently saw each other nude and even showered together. Both of us. She was pleased to find that there was enough to work with. The Professor had kept himself rather fit. He had a trim waist and flat stomach, as well as shapely legs. He was quite hairy all over his body, but that could be fixed without a great deal of trouble. The only real issue was his penis. Although it was probably no more than average size for a man, it was far too large for a submissive male bride."We'll need to shrink your pecker, of course," the Old Mother told him. "But luckily I've. Their breathing had returned to normal and both looked quite pleased at what they had just done."Oh, I feel so wicked," said his mother with a satisfied grin."Why?" asked Brian, smiling back at her."Because of what we're doing, of course," she said. "My God, how shocked our friends and neighbors would be if they could see us now. Or worse yet, if they could have seen us a few minutes ago."Brian laughed. "It's a good thing for us that they can't." I shouldn't be doing this, you know. Not with my. I stopped outside the classroom and resumed my composure on the outside, on the inside I shook and had severe palpitations, playing the sex starved slut, was as alien as it was exciting.My knees wobbled as the thought of my brother inside me at the breakfast table, and hearing mothers whispers into my brothers ear, as her finger probed his anus, and as I opened my satchel, my own bum cheeks contracted is if master was penetrating it, where I stood.'Mariel', his voice surprised me, it was him,.