I was feeling a little extra brave this day and after changing into some comfy clothes I crept down the hall to Kevin's door where I stopped to listen.... his door was closed and at first i heard nothing, then i heard his bed make a small creak. I knew he was laying or sitting on his bed. My imagination began picturing him laying on his back, pants pulled down and erect cock in hand as he jacked off. The thought of it made me put my hand down my own pants as I slid a finger into myself. I heard. He worked odd hours and was able to enter the attic through a back stairway that let him avoid bothering my brother when coming home late. He paid my brother what he could for the space and stayed very quiet when he was in his room. Months went by and I wasn't over at my brothers much because of school and them being home most weekends. I entertained myself in my own bedroom by putting on some panties I had taken from my sister in law and autofellating whenever I could. I had become quite. Why do you ask?" Since he hasn't had much experience in high heels, his feet are goingto get very sore. I'd suggest that you consider buying him a pair oflow-heeled shoes to give his feet a rest. I've got a very nice pairwith 1" heels that are on sale.This was starting to add up but I figured that since I was in this far,I might as well go all the way. "What else do I need?" I assume he'll need panties and a bra, unless you're going to have himwear yours." He showed me a pair of white satin. As long as I can get my hands on that cock of yours, too.” I giggled. “It’s pretty impressive….in fact it’s bigger than Jeff’s.…or any of my other boyfriends’ I’ve had.”He grinned at me in response and said, “Of course, Emma. My cock is your cock.” And we both laughed out loud.From that day on, Scott and I found numerous opportunities to get his cock into my mouth and pussy. Since my parents’ bedroom was downstairs, we could usually sneak into one of our bedrooms for a fuck or a quick blowjob.