“Oh my. That is a big thick penis. And it is getting bigger…I don’t know if it will fit?” I studied at the gorgeous purple head and the thickl...y veined shaft. I loved studying my brother’s erection like that. It seemed almost alive to me. I loved the way if pulsed and throbbed in response to my words and touch. It really was like a precious pet that I could play with. More than 20 years later, I still remember every detail of that wonderful penis. As I stroked him up and down, I was again amazed. Heck, if Leah wasn’t conscious of our closeness before, she will be now. My hands ran up and down her back. I cupped the fullness of her teen-girl ass. It may have only been my imagination, but I swear I felt the swollen roundness between her legs bumping and grinding into my erection. Bending slightly, I scooped this erotically refreshing creature up into my muscular arms. I twirled my stimulating armful of young woman around and around in the backyard. After several twirls, I climbed the few. Still kissing and nibbling the soft flesh of her neck he slipped his left hand between his body and her backside softly caressing her arse cheeks through the silky feeling material. She groaned as his strong firm hands squeezed her buttocks and she felt herself moisten to his dominant touch. Her scent was intoxicating to him and he felt his lust for her taking over. The bulge in his shorts pushed forward through his fly and his hard shaft pressed against her nightwear. His free hand flipped the. The eldest child, Michelle, was pretty in a smiley little-girl way, which doesn’t always turn into beautiful when the hormones arrive. Her Mum, Joan, was a bit overweight and very jokey, not sultry like a boy expects a sexy woman to be. So, on all the Saturdays and Sundays, I saw her on the beach in her unsexy brown one-piece swimsuit, I didn’t have so much as a twinge of desire for her. I was too busy getting soppy about girls my own age, such as Michelle, but then she went to a different.