I jacked the bottom and shaft, while my lips, mouth and tongue twirled around his head and below.“Her tits are awesome,” Glenn mentioned, adding, ...��How big is she?” “36D,” I said in between breaths. “She fucks other men?” Glenn asked, clearing his throat.“Ahhh, hmm,” I replied, muffled, not leaving his cock.“And you like it?” Glenn asked.The familiar, “Ahhh-hmmm.” “Ohhh…., I want to fuck her too,” Glenn said with a sigh. Glenn moved his ass gently in the chair. I played with his balls. . A usual morning wood you think. So comes the time to rub it out. The plan is to remember that dream you just had. You take a deep breath, take a seat in your sofa, close your eyes, and slowly start stroking. Several minutes go by, but you just can't get that dream back into your mind. Not one scene comes back. Frustrated, you stop masturbating. You sit there in quiet for a time, upset with yourself for not being able to remember, not being able to release. There's a soft knock on the front door. He cleaned himself and came out start naked, he roamed around in the room very comfortably like that, I was feeling shy. A guy who just a few days back was feeling shy to even kiss me was roaming all naked in front of me I thought. He then came in bed and we covered ourselves with sheets and he took me in his arms and we spoke while caressing each other. I rested my head on his chest and he played with my hair and moved his hands down to beneath my towel to again caress and play with my butt.. First the warm up, to make sure the spanking had a lasting effect. I spanked him for about ten minutes. I scolded Peter throughout, asking Susie if she agreed with me, having a nice sisterly conversation really, always with the background sound of the smack of my palm on Peter’s bare bottom. Susie was enjoying her brother in laws predicament, and encouraged me to spank him harder and harder, which I did. It was time for the hairbrush. I was glad I changed to this from the slipper. It.