Subconsciously, she began grinding her hips up at my hand. Barely noticeable at first, her gyrations became more pronounced the more I rubbed her heat...d mound.She was breathing heavier now and soft mewling moans were coming from her. She was definitely enjoying what I was doing. I looked down and her hands, which until now had been casually resting on the seat beside her were now splayed out and I could see a tension in them. She wasn't curling them into the seat yet or balling them into a. I wanted to follow him, but I had to help mom in the kitchen. After we cleaned the dishes and finished all the work in the kitchen, I went to my room. Now, I had to wait for my mom to go to sleep. After about thirty minutes, I grabbed a condom from one of my secret drawers and headed to my stepbrother’s room. I was nineteen years old, and he was six months younger than me. A year earlier, when Mom married my stepdad, things were normal between my stepbrother and me. However, after a few months,. As soon as it hit five he was out the door. He got home as quickly as he could, took a shower, got dressed and tried to calm his nerves a little. What if she didn’t like him? Well it was a chance he had to take; there was something there between them. He took the bus into town, on the basis that he wanted a drink and he could get a taxi home or something. He arrived outside the Hippodrome theatre at about five to seven. Blue streaks in her hair, she’d said. He scanned every group and individual. “Oh that is fantastic. I love the way you do that with your tongue. I am going to cum pretty soon if you keep this up.” I said. The young lady slipped her dress off her shoulders, revealing her sweet A-cup breasts. Her hands soon returned to my hips. I was nearing orgasm, so as a gentleman I let her know. “Oh my. I am about to cum. Ooh. I am cumming.” I cried out. As I exploded into her mouth, she sucked me harder stopping my hips moving. It was total bliss as she pushed the tip of her tongue.