Fortunately, the popcorn was blocking her view of my hand (which was still wrapped around my brother’s rapidly-deflating penis) and she quickly turn...ed back to the movie.“What?” I said, much more quietly this time, but when I turned to face my brother, he had such a look of sadness on his face that I could hardly bring myself to ask any more questions.He quietly zipped his pants back up - just in time, too, because Mom almost immediately reached out and grabbed the popcorn.“Hannah,” she said a. Duncan had planned a light meal of Salmon, a Seattle delicacy. It was something that took only a few minutes to make so he hadn't put it on until his guests arrived. When he loaded it on the barbecue he had an interested audience.After eating they sat on the front porch, which sat at the top of a short bluff across the street from Green Lake, watching the moonlight on the lake and sipping brandy. When he noticed Helen's eyes drooping shut Duncan gently pulled her up to point the two women to. Each time she provided updated news she planted a kiss on me, with hungry eyes, all but informing me she had her own expectations of a baby in the future. Grimm just gazed at me while Celine prowled around me. "Some help you are Grimm," I thought.The concubines fussed over me non-stop, offering food and drink, all brashly brushing up on me with hands, arms and breasts any time they could. My nerves were becoming frazzled at the waiting and the constant circling of the women, like pride of. No telling my body that, though! As I sat in the sofa, I squeezed my thighs together, trying fruitlessly to calm the pulsing at their juncture.What was taking so long? How dare he call from the office and describe in explicit detail the ways and means that he would use to bring me to orgasm, then take his own sweet time in getting here? The imp on my shoulder was beginning to whisper that maybe it would be better if he was hungry. After all, an hour or so of hunger pangs was light punishment.