For five years I've thought about my brother and now I can have him. I quickly shed my shorts and opened the door. He was in the shower, humming a so...g to himself as I threw the shower door open. I looked at him with lust in my eyes and playfully growled at him. I jumped into the hot water, closing the door behind me. Looking down I saw his cock, 6 and a half inches long, fairly thick, and hard as steel. "Go ahead," he said in a breathy voice. I reached my hand out and squeezed it gently. I. I gestured with my hands to show his 10-inch length. Mom let out a soft wolf-whistle. “Nice!” she smiled. She then gestured with her hands to almost the same length. “Dad? Really?” “Didn’t you ever wonder, growing up, why we never let you into our bedroom on Sunday mornings?” “Mom, you little slut!” I laughed. Mom made a proud gesture like she was polishing an apple against her blouse. “Damned right!” she smiled. “Your dad knew how to keep his wife happy! And we ain’t talking diamonds!” I took. I could guess at her bust measurement, but I won't. (Yes, I know that will infuriate the sort of reader who reads this sort of story, but guesswork never was any sort of reliable guide in these matters. Tell you what, if you're very good, we might get to measure them later on in the story, if I remember to fit it in somehow).The coffee was again the excellent Dutch brand, which I rather hoped I would be drinking a lot more of over the next couple of weeks. Linda's installation was a little. A large bulge. He turned his head to the side.“Can you feel it Jason? Can you feel my cock inside my panties?” Veronica said. Jason didn’t try to pull away as she held him in place. “Just one kiss” Veronica said. “One kiss and you don't have to feel my cock anymore. Although I’m getting hard for you, Jason. One kiss and you and Cassey can forget about me. You can stop stroking my cock even though I think you're enjoying it” Veronica said and whispered in his ear. “Especially since you’re.