His legs were hanging off the bed. I walked in this time and just watched him. His head was lying back and wasn't looking at me. This sight was too mu...h to take. I started jacking off right in front of my dad.He looked up at me and started jacking harder. Then he scotched over making room for me on the bed. I took the hint and lay down next to him. There we were dad and son jacking off next to each other. We were looking at each other's cocks as we stroked. Then I stopped to position myself. His eyes glazed over my face as though taking every soft yet sharp angle and then moving on to my throat and waist before going back up to my face and lingering on my mouth. I felt as though I just finished running a marathon by the way my heart kept thudding against my chest so loudly and hard. We should probably watch this now, he said abruptly. This broke me out of my reverie. I nodded, glad to have this over with. It probably was just my imagination. Besides, he was my half-brother and he. Standing next to Cathy, I put my free hand between her legs. I let my fingers slide up and down her slit, pry it open, enter her. When I squeezed her clit between two fingers Cathy moaned with desire. I withdrew my hand and, at the same instant brought down the whip where my hand had been. Cathy's scream confirmed that I had hit my target as planned, and that my attack had surprised her, as intended.The whip also visited the less obvious parts of her body. Her feet, her legs, her outstretched. '" Funny," Kirby said, almost wistfully. "That's the name your Mom and me would have given you if you'd been born a girl." He looked back over his shoulder again and smiled. "Alaina it is then." Thanks, Dad," Alan said. "I know it must seem weird and all, but—" —Actually not," Kirby broke in. "I mean, you were never one for football and baseball and all that guy-stuff. I knew that all along. It's just that, well, I just never knew how...feminine you were. I mean I knew, but now it's...just.
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