I loved my b****r very much. While we were young, my b****r and I would often share a bath or bed, innocently, of course. As we got older, this ceased..., and eventually my b****r began dating. This stirred in me feelings that I later came to know as jealousy. I did not want these girls taking my b****r from me, so I decided to do something about it. I still had some of those clothes that those girls dressed me in years ago buried deep in my closet (I had kind of liked the way that they made me. "Weren't expecting that were you?" said a deep male voice. I got to my knees, sore, but uninjured as I'd fallen onto an exercise mattress that looks to have been set up here specifically to cushion my fall. Looking around I saw three guys from the wrestling team, all seniors by the look of them, and even dressed up in their orange unitards as if this were a match. There was no way I could fight even one of them, but they were between me and the exits so I was trapped. "And I bet you weren't. “Well, let’s not put on a show for Mrs. Wilson,” Bree said in reference to the inquisitive neighbor Valerie had mentioned. “Since you’re here, you might as well come on in.”A smile still on her face, Valerie followed Bree thought the doorway.In contrast to Bree’s blue jeans and white short-sleeved blouse, Valerie wore a dark, navy blue business suit and skirt. Barely an inch taller than the redhead’s five six, the ebony skinned, thirty-two year old was the owner and main employee of a small but. .. oh," she cried, hugging my head with her thighs while her body shook with the force of her orgasm. As the grasp of Brianna's thighs on my head loosened, I looked up at her, her eyes closed, still panting, but more slowly now as she came down from her peak. "Danny," she whispered. "Let me suck you. I want to suck you... please." I knew Bianca could taste Brianna's drippings smeared on my mouth as our lips and tongues worked together. "Lie down, now it's your turn," I told Bianca, pushing.