You are incredible… At everything. At kissing, at fucking. You feel incredible. The surface of you, the depth of you. The warmth of you, and your we...tness. Your tongue is a wonder and so are the magnificent things you do with it.Your skin, your touch, your voice… All of you is truly amazing. It’s like you know everything. A master of disguise, a master of seduction, and a master of sex. Seeing you move is a vacation from the world’s gracelessness, and watching you perform is paradise.Tonight is. All I could see was testosterone and domineering attitudes."Hey, beautiful," one of the boys said and snatched the luggage from me. "Welcome home!" Hello," I replied back, my eyes going from one to the other. They were hot. If they weren't my brothers, I'd have fucked them all. Broad shoulders, dark brown hair cropped short, army style, and they smelled of... wilderness and barbecued meat. So unlike the guys back home.The welcome dinner was a pretty relaxed, quite pleasant affair. Father's new. Also has a collection of around 1200 pairs of footwear mostly very expensive designer shoes, pumps, strapy sandals, slingbacks, slippers and boots in flats to wedges to block to kitten to stiletto to pencil heels up to 6" in various colours and also has a huge collection of expensive designer purses, bags, belts, gloves, hats and lots of other fashion accessories and a large collection of very expensive and elegant jewelries and to make it more clear let's be comparative that the cheapest pair. ’ she smiled up at him as she said it. ‘Ok ok but let me go home and shower first and grab something new to watch.’ ‘Shower here. I want to make you dinner. I at least owe you that much.’ He looked at her longing eyes. She was being very very cute today. ‘Aright girl. You’re lucky you’re damn cute and that I have extra clothes.’ He lifted up the backseat of the cab and grabbed a neatly folded stack of clothes. She took his hand again and they walked to the house. When they were inside she.