I moved to stand astride her leg and once more I lowered my now wet pussy onto the soft skin of her thigh and began to rub myself wantonly on her. Her...hands roamed freely over my breasts and flanks as I felt myself wetting her.I pressed forward so my thigh was in contact with her and I felt her hips begin to rise as mine were moving against her. I leaned forward to kiss her and she allowed that, her tongue entering me and her hands folding behind my neck but the action, the force, was between. I just buried my cock inside, and it did the rest, rubbing up and down my shaft on its own. It was showing me what her pussy would feel like wrapped around my cock. I came quickly, and after pulling out, I watched, fascinated, as the toy continued to receive the signal from her for another few minutes. The molded lips pulsing open and closed, my cum dripping out. Over the next week, I learned that she masturbated every night when she went to bed, and every night, I got off with her. I grew to. I put the movie into the dvd player and pushed play. I curled back up between the two of them and focused my eyes on the television. It took a few minutes but the movie started. I knew I had seen this movie before, but it did not make me any less scared. I was a little bit of a chicken when it came to all things scary. The movie had not even been on for ten minutes when I was burying my face into my brothers chest. I could hear daddy laughing from the other side of me as be began to rub my. I tied my robe closed tight. I could have gotten dressed but I didn't want Pat to think I was prudish. There was no danger of her seeing anything under the robe. My shriveled penis and almost nonexistent testicles were barely discernable, even if my robe came open and she saw me in my underwear. Just the same, I took care to arrange carefully what little I had between my legs. My chest was just as feminine. It was a little disheartening but I was actually thankful, under the circumstances,.