Even when I really fucked things up. He was always there with kind words, and a shoulder to cry on. I stayed in school with his support, and even went...on to become a nurse.I have always loved him and it seems like he has always been there. You see, he is technically my half-brother, and he is almost 16 years older than I am. I have seen pictures of him changing my diapers when I was a baby. I remember he always took me with him to run errands. When I was older he took me to parks and carnivals.. Her hips began moving with my thrusts and I could feel her pussy juices as they ran down my fingers. Give me another finger Ari! she said breathlessly. I slid a third finger into her tight wet pussy and started thrusting as deeply as I could, filling her pussy up. She moaned with every single thrust and I could tell she was getting close so I pounded her harder. Her hands gripped the sheets and her mouth opened as she let out a scream. Fuck! Oh God yes! Mmmm Im coming! she screamed as her. And what is iswhat had been. "And there's one other thing you must remember - stayaway from the gingerbread house." Stay away from the gingerbread house?" repeated Todd puzzledly."What the hell does that mean?"I had heard him ask his questions, although I also remembered that theTodd I'd once been had thought the Tiffany I now was hadn't. But itwas already too late to answer his question and he'd find out soonenough anyway."What a very odd boy I used to be," I muttered, as I headed out of. Given the fact that she was entirely naked, her breasts were hanging down in a most delightful way.We had verbally sparred earlier, and I felt that it might lead to something, but this was amazing! Rachel went over to help her mother, and, I think, give me a side-by-side comparison. Jess was an older version of Rachel, and if genetics followed, then some guy was going to be amazingly lucky growing old with Rachel.Jess was in her late thirties, but her body looked like late twenties. Her tits.