Climbing from my lap and dragging me to my feet, Brooke smiled and said: “I think we need to get these off you,” as she tugged at my belt.Without ...he need of assistance, she quickly had my jeans undone and was easing them off, as I struggled to kick off my shoes without undoing the laces. Finally, we both succeeded and my throbbing cock burst free from my damp boxers.“Woah, now that’s a surprise,” Brooke whistled as she swiftly knelt down stroking my shaft with one hand. Easing my foreskin. I couldn’t have borne it if you had rejected me and I had caused a rift between us. “Well Nan, just as well we were of the same mind, I didn’t quite know how I was going to let you know how I felt about you, but I would have worked out something before I left here.” I stopped him there and asked him to think clearly and be certain that this was what he really wanted? “Nan,” he said, lets go into the bedroom. I want to see you laying on the bed naked, so that I can make love to every part of. I was witnessing a perfect lust moment. My eyes drawn to the piston throbbing pecker drilling. I was suddenly pussy wet. I was swiftly cunt warm. I realised I was sexually flushed. I wanted to fuck immediately too. My fingers were through my coat. I hitched my thick skirt in a crumpled ungainly way up, my goddamn pantyhose wriggled and stretched uncomfortably down, my fingers under my knickers, my slit pleased and instantly excited as I assuaged then assaulted my incredibly sodden girly hole. I. Dante was up there in that room, ignoring her, just as he did every time he came home to visit from college. She had done everything in her power to get him to pay attention to her, but he refused to even acknowledge her. As if to spite her, he hadn’t left his room once since she had arrived at the Stone family home. She felt it was time for drastic measures. She held the can of red enamel paint in her tiny hand as she stepped towards the house with a diabolical grin. The girl hell bent on.