What a relief. So with a bounce in my step I sauntered off to my room. My door was ajar so I peered in to see if someone was there. A hunk was lying ...here. I mentally went over the list of men who were allowed to stay the night at our house. The list wasn't that long and no one was this well built. The man or should I say man boy was wearing nothing but boxer shorts. His perfect muscular body was in display for me to ogle at. He had nice strong arms. A dark olive complexion that made my mouth. “I’m a student,” he explained, without being specific. “I’m stuck here between semesters, so I volunteered to raise money.”However random the topics, he was easy to talk to and listen to; maybe it was the brandy. As we watched a classic Christmas movie, calling out some of the well-worn lines, we found ourselves moving together until we were snuggling. When I turned to look at him, he was looking at me with the same expression I felt. It seemed too unlikely, too much too soon, too foolish—but. U have been a slave for my dad.let me see what u used to do for him.my mom went down on her knees and asked me to turn around. I wasnt sure what she wanted to do.she asked me to take down my pants and my underwear.She popped her head from between my legs,her silky head touching my balls from beneath.It sent a jolt of shock through my body.She then asked me to grab her ponytail at the end.She then took her head back slowly, so that her face was facing my ass.I could feel her breath on my ass.She. ” She glanced around him and darted her eyes down toward his stiff organ. Seeing that Angie had taken the hint, she uncurled her hand from his erection and suckled his earlobe.Angie took her brother’s cock in her hand with a little moan and stroked it. He looked down at her hand pumping on his shaft, and then over at her nude body, and her face filled with desire.“Do it,” Christine breathed huskily into his ear.Already eroding, his resistance failed completely when his blonde sister bent.