"I looked at him incredulously. "Are you kidding me? Why couldn't you have just called for him instead of me?" I scoffed but turned to go get my broth...er anyways. I was always happy to look into my brothers room. He for some reason had his walls plastered with pictures of me in weird poses. Normally you would think I would be mad at my brother for taking pictures of me while masturbating but it actually really turned me on.Getting to his door, I knocked, "Oni-chan," my nickname for him ever. Have you enjoyed being cuckolded? I ask because I don’t think I could ever be a one man woman again. Abdul has taught me that you can separate love and sex. There is a difference between making love and having sex. Making love is something I do with you and I only ever want to do it with you but as for sex, well...I enjoy cock. I have enjoyed having another man’s cock inside me; bonking away, as they say, without any emotion behind it. I have found it to be such a release. Anyway we have lots. " We tore up that pussy of hers. Her breast were ours. While he was eating her out and playing with her nice breast, she even put her hands on the back of his head. Wow. And she met his tongue with a vengeance as she lifted her hips up to him. I let him go it alone and watched. He was fucking the hell out of her. The sounds of his balls slamming against her were amazing. She even wrapped her legs around him and continued with her talking about wanting it all. He simply pulls out of her nice. I even slid my dildo into my ass for a few minutes to releive some built up pressure, lol. While waiting for her I had a few more shots of Jack and was finally relaxed by the time she arrived.The knock on the door was soft and when I opened it, before me stood this exquisite woman wearing a long violet dress with a long slit up to the high thigh, low cut down the center of her chest showing just enough cleavage to make anyone stare. I just stood there in aww. I don't know if I even took a.