My youngest brother was also the youngest child. He washed out of Howard and was really militant. He threatened to kick Tom's ass and I was kind of sc...ared for a while. It took some time that night, but Tom eventually won him over when he managed to successfully argue against my father that Rap was a form of poetry and that good Rap will be remembered that way. Jamaal hugged Tom as he left and patted him on the back. I overheard him whisper to Tom. "You love her, right?" I do and if I ever hurt. .. but that story will be told on another occasion (or not depending on how the mood takes your author!).And I didn’t just want to make him happy out of pity, it was out of love and also he was extremely good looking for his age, or for any age come to that. And I prefer an older man in the bedroom department because they know how to please a woman better, usually.So I came round tonight, showered quickly, and found the smallest towel that would just fit round and went to cuddle him. Tonight. Only while Master fucked me was life perfect.Right before time to go, I put on my shorts and t-shirt and slipped on sandals. It was only clothing enough to get me from my house to Master's house. If I could come and go naked between houses I would.As soon as I entered I looked at his cock. It drooped. I'd get it ready to fuck if he wanted me to!I followed Master into the playroom and he had me lay over the padded table as usual and strapped me down. He went over to the cabinets. I felt. “Well” Hannah started. “I think we all need to discuss what happened last night”Dread filled my heart, was she going to rat me out to the authorities?“First, personally, I would like to say thank you for not letting those guys **** us, and getting us out of there. But that is kinda undone by what you did to poor Madison here.”Madison didn't say anything, but hung her head, looking at the floor.“I'm going to let the two of you talk, I think there is plenty to discuss. I'm going to run a couple.