I heard the kettle go so I guessed someone had got up for a cup of tea. So I tried to settle back down again. But I couldn't so I decided to play with... myself. I would wank sometimes eight times a day. I would test myself to see how quickly I could come, but conversely how long I could last. It was 15 seconds and two hours 45 minutes respectively. That long wanking session produced what felt like buckets of cum. The first spurt was about six feet it was so strong.I pulled back the sleeping bag. We love it. When I turned nineteen and it was time to get serious, I spent six months trying to live normally, going off to college – which is where I met Shandy – and doing the normal nine-to-five life. We all do it in our family every once in a while. And the entire while I was missing home, missing the fat cocks shoved up my ass, the sight of my fat mother roaming nude, even the feel of my chastity cage. I just didn’t like normal life as much as this, and when my little brother had his. “Please don’t stop!”Her head stoops back down to my penis and this time her tongue stretches out to lick along the length of my hard shaft, tracing a languid line that takes my breath away. When she takes one of my balls into her mouth and gently hums, the vibration almost tips me over the edge. I actually growl; and this time, I’m the one prizing her mouth away, my fingers entwined tightly in her hair.“Take your blindfold off,” she says. I obey, hands shaking slightly as I struggle to unpick. He looked up from the sofa and saw her standing in her robe. "I woke up to find myself alone in bed." I thought you needed sleep so I took the night shift," he replied. "I came down here so I wouldn't disturb you." Did you feed Noelle?" Yes -- three times. We used up the milk in the fridge." I'll pump more. My boobs feel full again this morning." Rachel, sweetheart," Meredith called from the kitchen. "Do you want syrup on your pancakes?" Yes, please," Rachel called back. She spotted the crude.