The breathing and sweating increased suddenly from my circle of studs. Their balls were all tight and ready. All at once they all move closer crowding... each other and getting their aim just right. I reached out my tongue to lick as many cocks as I could and opened my mouth as wide as possible. There was a sweet groan as one cock swelled and erupted onto my lips. As if triggered by the first, each guy pumped his rod fast and hard and each began to cum in my mouth. It was unbelievable. My mouth. I loved helping my brother. I was here to help my brother. The purpose of these visits was to help my brother cum. I wanted my brother to cum. I wanted to do everything I could to help my brother cum. My purpose ... was to help my brother cum.It was that thought that overcame me when I finally did cum. I hope I’m not coming across as a freak, cumming while staring at my brother’s cock - like I said, there was absolutely nothing sexual about it. It was more like a medical thing - I was there to. Even if I had pictures I wouldn’t have shown them.”Stunned, Judy thought about this for a moment. She knew she should be mad, beyond mad, furious, but she wasn’t. Partly because she was relieved that she needn’t worry about being turned in, but also because Hanson had gone, in her mind, from being a sexual predator to a co-conspirator. They were two degenerate perverts who enjoyed the same thing.“So, you like screwing women who just got fucked by a dog, is that it?”“Yeah,” he said, “I guess so.. She thought, the prudes of the world would say we are having sex right now, just rubbing his cock against my mound. But we are not. We are just dancing. We are sex dancing, though, she thought and she could hear laughing in her mind that no one else could hear.His hand was on her bottom, but just one. She rationalized that one was OK. He seemed to have accepted that that was another Katy-line drawn in the moral sand of her life, and he squeezed the soft, full cheek lovingly."Nice song." She.