.or was it...me?Because I've read about that. On those porn story sites, like XNXX...you know the stories I'm talking about.Incest. Family members all......getting it on.I'd never really wanted to get into anything like that...but seeing the blanket that covered him move up and down as my brother pumpedhis meat...it was a captivating site.Plus, he hadn't noticed me yet.His brown eyes were shut tightly, and his mouth was forming a sort of 'o' shape.I could see sweat along his brow, and his dirty. I loved her company. She made me laugh and feel good about myself. I still fancied her of course, but that was off limits. Walking back through the village I was glad that we had put our friendship back on an even keel. When we got to Cath's house she invited me in for coffee. "I don't think so, I'd best be getting home," I replied. "Pity." At that moment I realised that I needed the toilet. I was caught in the horns of a dilemma. I wouldn't be able to make it home without needing to find. She had found out early in life that women were much more gentle and in most cases more sensitive to her needs than was a man. That afternoon in Lucy's apartment had pushed her in a new direction though. She had found the entire experience, once she got over her nervousness the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her sexually. If she could go back and relive that day over again, she would. She kept glancing at her lover as Lucy drove downtown. Why she trusted Lucy, she didn't. Marcy what can I say about Marcy efficient and an airhead, she always reminded me of Lex Luther’s secretary in the old Superman movie, but much younger and hotter! I think sometimes I hired her for her pert tits and tight skirts she loves to wear. Our relationship is a strange one I’m her master as I like to call it, and she is my slave, but without her I would be dead in more ways than I care to explain. By now you know I clearly love to hate this woman! The early morning started with a good.