Even so, Cyndi managed to keep a good grasp on my cock, jerking me off in circles. She knew just how I liked it-- that's what I did when I jerked off ...myself, like when I was watching Cyndi, which was often, believe me! I wondered if she'd watched me herself-- after all, the door to the bathroom was frequently open or ajar, and I lay on my bed with my legs spread and my cock in my hands. Or maybe Cyndi was just so attuned to her big brother's cock that she knew what I wanted. Right, Joe?”The next morning, with my mind and body smiling, I drove to work and Joe took a car to the airport, both of us wondering how Cindy would arrange things with Judy. Knowing her as we do, we were both confident of her success.And so it begins... “Honey, I’m home,” I called out as I entered the door. It was just past eight and I was about to explode with tension, wondering what was going on between Cindy and Judy.After Cindy had told Joe and I about possibly adding Judy to our circle of. She had a pair of silken jogging shorts that were weaving their way between her ass cheeks. “I’m sure you get sleepy often,” she said, a hint of a smile lurking below her cute milk mustache. My brain quickly overanalyzed, wondering if this was an illusion to how high I was, or if she was calling me attractive in some sort of backhanded way. Or had she caught me staring? I just nodded and smiled. “So, you were the one who fixed my door?” Jessie asked out of the blue. I feverishly searched my. I’m probably never coming back here.” He looked at her in shock. “Take care of yourself, Orgnar. Goodbye.” He wished her safe travels.The four of us were an odd looking group as we headed out of Riverwood. I looked at my map. If there was an ambush waiting for us, it’d be on the path we’d traveled before, on the road from Whiterun, probably near Fort Greymoor. It looked like the road also went around the south side of Lake Ilinalta, meeting up near Granite Hill.We followed the river south.