Com)Chapter 1 - BethanyDamn it, I'm a nervous wreck.That was pretty much the only thing running through my mind since mylunch break. Where I had feel...ings of excitement and contentment earliertoday, they have since been replaced with nervousness, even as I wasdriving home from work one Friday afternoon. I was constantly fidgetingin my seat, trying to keep my seatbelt nestled in between my breasts as Idrove.My brother is flying in today to visit me for our birthday.It was a day that I have been. The Night Owl guys, who were all primarily younger, some even teens :-), all voted for me to dress like a sexy, hippy, boho MILF. The Early Bird guys were mostly older and voted for me to dress like a slutty schoolgirl. The Afternoon Delight crowd consisted of all kinds of guys and they had voted for a sexy cowgirl outfit. And for the Main Event, I was to wear one of my favorite outfits: gothic punk slut!Shortly after the sun went down and the sky got dark, on the night before my birthday,. He wanted to ask something, but wasn’t sure how. “What is it?” she prompted.“Do you ... have a hex bag?” he asked.“Of course, Will. It is downstairs with my book bag,” she answered.“Will it still work from down there?” he continued.She gave a small nod. “It should. It works best when kept close, but as long as it is in the house it should be fine. Do you want me to go get it?”“Only if you want to. I just wanted to be sure we were safe,” he smiled, looking reassured.“Thank you for thinking of. I looked back and I knew Miranda was about to cum by the expression of his face he then arched his back over me putting his weight on my back griping tightly to my waist and trusting furiously yet erratic I could feel his dick throbbing and shooting his seed in me, filling my pussy with cum with his last trust, for a min he lay on me before pulling out. I then saw father standing behind me rubbing the tip of his cock on my pussy lips.All this time I tried not to make eye contact with any one of.