He looked at my brother and said, you’re first! He washed his hair then the rest. He took one soapy hand and washed his bottom and washed his front ...with the other. Even at 16 years old my brother’s dick was 7 inches long. But it was very skinny compared to mine, which was about 6 ½ inches long, mine was very thick, He spent a long time doing this. Then he looked at me, your next, a shiver ran down my back. He was having too much of a good time. You could see the front of his pants were. Oh, the allure! The attraction of just letting go… getting lost in such sweet surrender! The very thought frightens me, and yet makes my soul ache for it. I can see it, you know. I can write here for you about it, for here in my words… my little world, I am free to do as I choose. Her words, again, and so true, again. How could I not see it… picture it? I can, in my mind, and in these words, surrender myself to it… to her. Only here. No, not a whole narrative, dear reader. You understand, don’t. She was reluctant at first but once she saw Mike piece of man meat she couldn’t wait to get it in her mouth. His cock when soft is at least two inches longer than my own cock at a full erection. She never allowed me to watch when she did this. She told me it was none of my business what she did with Mike. I could have acted like a jerk and stopped it but deep down I didn’t want to stop her. One night after she and Mike had been in our bedroom alone for over an hour she told me that she had. Of course they could buy me a drink. Sir returned and introduced us to my admirers. Someone asked about my stockings, and sir lifted up my dress so the guys could have a better look. I noticed a small crowd behind us, and a lot of eyes on me, the place was packed for such a dive. Sir ordered me to stand up, and give everyone a better look of course i obliged, I showed my ass, pussy tits… a few guys wanted a feel and sir allowed it. One guy took out his cock to show me how hard I made him of.