Several minutes later Ronnie came out of the bathroom, dressed in a sheer pink baby-doll top, tied together at the neckline, and open down the front, ...nd missing the matching panties. He tossed aside the magazine as she slid under the covers and snuggled up against her husband. Throwing a leg over Frank’s, Ronnie reached under the sheet and slid her fingers through the gap in his boxers. A stiff prick was waiting inside. In response, her husband tucked one arm behind his head while the other. Not quite the 7’ Barda or Shulkie claimed but you had to make some leeway for actual human shapes no doubt. I knee-jerked no, because I wanted impossible authenticity. I forced myself to be reasonable. I could see her taking on the role, but, yeah, it wasn’t my first choice. Taller would be better“What about Blackfire?” I asked. 5’10’’ was closer to 6’4’’ after all. And the cartoon got Tamaranean heights totally wrong anyways, “You’d need a matching Starfire but--”“Already cast,” Dakota. Anything that would help him, I did. He had a serious fetish for lesbians, and so I went out each night and seduced a new woman, bringing them home and making love to them while my brother watched from the closet.That had gotten us closer than anything else - one night, he’d managed to cum while he watched me with another woman, and so we continued down that path. He hypnotized his ex-girlfriend Kelly into coming around and letting me abuse her, but that hadn’t done it.Mom and Dad had even. I smelled a familiar scent. The hand traced up my arms and landed on my shoulders. It gave my shoulder a quick massage, then swept my hair aside, massaging my neck for a while. I felt lips making wet lushes kisses along my neck. As the hand slides the strap of my nighty off my shoulder revealing one of my breasts. Slowly the hand reached down and caresses my breast, kneading it gently, adding pressure to my nipples. God it felt so good. I pressed my back closer to the body, snuggling my but to.