We would go down the slide with her sitting on my lap and crash into a jumbled heap at the bottom laughing our fool heads off.One especially fun thing...was to play tag on the monkey bars. I would give her a head start and then climb up to try to catch her. Once I tagged her I would take off across the bars trying to avoid her pursuit. If she didn't catch me in less than a minute I would slow down and allow her to tag me. Her tags were creative but not as blatant as in the pool. As a result I. Instead, she said, “I want to be a photographer, too.”“What?”She grinned and said, “I also want to be a nude model. There are going to be lots of jealous girls in our high school.”I stood there with a dumb look on my face. I was in shock. It lasted until she started to kiss me. Then I couldn’t believe what she was suggesting was real. The fireworks, however, were real. Well ... in my head, they were real.When Mary Ann took off her clothes and stood naked in front of the background screen, I was. My cock is beginning to stiffen and he takes me in his hand and starts to wank my cock with one hand and slides his other hand around my arse and slides his fingers up and down the crack of my arse, finding my hole. I rub the front of his trousers and feel a bulge starting to stiffen, and I undo his top button and zip and reach into his boxers and pull out his cock. This guy has a big cock, not huge, but still big and I start to wank his foreskin back and forth until it is really hard, then I. I tried to weigh both in my mind as Missy kept her lips locked to mine, but at the moment, Missy was weighing out over Brantley. I guess there was also more to me than what I thought. I still thought my brother was the hottest guy I knew though. That would never change my mind. Brantley kept watching as his girlfriend kissed me. Missy then took her hand and cupped one of my C sized breasts and massaged it. Immediately my nipple began to rise again. I felt the heat in it as it plumped. I could.