"He did, unthinking with lust choking in his throat, and his dick grew into a tiny three inches, but at least it was something, a tiny thick shaft and... a pink head."Now touch mine to compare."It was what I said to our sister the second time we fooled around, comparing our genitals to each others, cluelessly touching each other as I took advantage of her innocence.He reached out and grabbed my cock. I'll admit, it was the first male to ever touch it and it felt good that it was him, my brother. She was looking mind blowing her boobs & ass were protruding. Being a evening time the streets were very busy & there is hardly any space to walk through but still people manage to push out. She was feared commuting in crowds, I was trying to be protective & asked her to walk in front of me to avoid perverts touching her.I was continuously staring at her swinging ass. As the road was crowded we came to a point where people were walking neck to neck. I noticed 2 young guy walking on her either. Swords and spears rang off our armour but none of us were hurt. I was in the thick of it and used two clubs, feet and fists so we would have more to question later. The last man tried to give a call but a foot to his sternum made it come out as a gasp instead.None of our people were hurt but they were out of breath. There were two dead among the Gauls and two more that were seriously hurt. I kept the latter two quiet by putting them to sleep and quickly used some bandages to staunch the flow of. I was ready to run away again when Jim got up and walked over to the couch. He gave me a smile as he lay down and stretched himself out. I realized then that he wasn't going to tell anyone who I was.I don't know why, but I felt a strong desire for him at that moment, a desire I know a mother should never feel for her son. I wanted to dance for him more than anything else in the world. As the music started I began to dance my way towards him. Everything I had learned about stripping, about.