A peaceful inner voice told me how right this was, how helpful I was being ... I was helping my brother. I was helping my brother with a problem. That...was all it was - there was nothing strange about helping my brother.My phone buzzed in my other hand, and its screen briefly lit up the small room. Despite the darkness, I’d been staring at my own hand as it slowly but confidently pumped up and down my brother’s cock, but now I could see it, I could see its beauty. I could see how hard it was -. Didn't know by whom but we had a tail. The portacom buzzed and Blake told us to speed up. I asked him to let me try my new toy first and if it didn't work then he could take it out. As we sped up the tail car moved to catch up with us. As it moved up behind us I triggered the plate and it fell down. Grunt had cut me a gun port in the rear of the van door. I aimed and fired at the front grill. The blue streak of lightning hit the hood and the car stopped right in the middle of the road as we. Now we were ready for the fuck. She was beneath me and i pulled her both legs and her lovely lower lips were looking amazing. Her pussy was quite dry so i licked it two three times.When it became little wet i inserted my cock in her pussy. To my surprise her ;;pussy was very tight. I asked her how often she gets fucked and she replied that this is her fourth time only. She is just 20 years old and she has only been fucked by her boss;who is a sheikh and a big shot.;i fucked her five times the. And I find the heart of a poet and the heart of an artist and the heart of a warrior ... all those different hearts, beating right here..." and she kissed my chest."You're serious," I said.She looked up at me with those clear blue eyes. "Stoney, we used the 'L-word'. Isn't that the epitome of 'serious'? I know it's not, not with a lot of people, but I thought that you..." I was dead serious, Jo, my little flower. I worried that I might have missed something and you were one of that 'lot of.