I could imagine so clearly. Not to mention, her tiny, tight, round little ass in those skimpy yoga shorts. I wasn't even trying to keep her from notic...ing now. With each stroke of my hands up her back, I was thrusting my cock against her upper thighs and ass. She was moaning with each one and I closed my eyes and imagined that I was actually fucking her. I pictured us in the same position but instead those little yoga shorts were down around her knees and my boxers were long gone. I imagined my. There, I admitted it. I’m in love with my own brother. My older half-brother. Same father, different mothers. Sick, I know. But something told me that I could trust you with that confession. Was that right? I don’t know if it’s because of the incest or because my mother was such a shrew to him and his father. Or because he had to raise me, as if he were more my father than my brother.“He gave me this job while I was still in high school and I’ve never wanted to leave it. Ever since I got drunk. Elaine nodded. She obviously had something on her mind, but seemed hesitant, which was unusual for the outgoing redhead. Finally she spoke. “I need to talk to you about how you relate to your couples,” she said. “I really hope you won’t be offended. You’re a really nice guy. You’re good looking, athletic, and god knows you’re well hung. And you’re a great fuck, honestly better than my husband or any other guy I’ve been with.”“But . . .” Garrett said.“You’re almost too nice – too much of a. However, just before anyone can breathe in relief...A new flame bursts from the pit! With a blinding green hue, it snakes to the ceiling with a crackling roar! In response, the robed members scream and shield themselves from the fierce flames that expand outward.Only the leader, coming down from the cusp of doubt, looks on in awe. Her hood slides down from the burst of wind that carries the flame upward, revealing her short dark-brown hair with some natural grey, tan complexion, and olive eyes.