My brother was hung like a stud, and his balls, big and hairy, nestled up tight in a nest of dark brown hair, felt heavy with their load. I licked an... sucked on him for a couple of more minutes and then as I felt his balls begin their final ascent, I rammed his prick deep into my throat once more!!He roared and bucked against my face as his hand pulled my head and crushed it against him. I could feel his monster cock swell and then pulse time and time again, until I was able to force him just. .."The old woman cut off Anya's comment with a wave of her hand. "That's not the point," she said softly. "The point is, you have every right to question me and my actions. You _have_ to develop your own judgement. It's part of growing up."Anya was as confused as her face showed. "Then...what?"The old woman suddenly looked ancient, as if the weight of the world had stripped away every remaining vestige of youth. "It's a dangerous time for you," she said cryptically. "You're on the cusp. At that realization, Angelo woke up. He again cursed theCupid for inspiring his dreams. He would have continued his cursingaccept that he noticed that he overslept and had to hurry to be on timefor his first class. He got out of his blue pajamas and took a shower.That's when he noticed the small bumps on his chest. Angelo began toget worried and then remembered that he had worn the fake breasts theday before and dismissed the bumps as temporary molding of the fleshcaused by the fake breasts.He. I was amazed at what had happened!Man, I thought I had died and gone to Heaven - nothing I had experienced, had EVER felt that good! And, all because of 'Becca! I waited two or three days before doing it again, and then I saw up the dress of my teacher, Mrs. Pearson. Dark stocking tops, and a couple of inches of garter straps, and I got an instant hard on!I couldn't wait to get home, at which time I grabbed the Sears catalogue, and turned to the stockings page. Plenty to look at there, and I.