I asked her what she would consider cheating? If we met somewhere, and maybe I can watch her finger herself while she watches me jerk off. That wouldn...'t be cheating right? She smiled and said maybe...I continued to push the issue giving her other ideas like dry humping, lap dances, and even watching me fuck someone else. After a few minutes of chatting she finally gave in and decided to meet at a movie theater the next day. The plan was to sit in the back of the movie theater on the right side.. I have to say that my brother matured quite fast for his years. It could be because our father died, I was to young to remember him, but he does. I think he took the role of the man of the house, and maybe that was the reason, why I was attracted to him so badly, and unfortunately still am. I remember how we used to fall asleep together in our tree house, and because it would be cold, I would press myself against him and he would wrap his arms around me. Back then, when people saw that, they’d. “I love your cock in my mouth, it feels so good, its so hard, m-mm.” She licked the tip. “I want more.”“Tell him you want him to fuck your face.” Again the momentary glare flashed. Sherri could see she was really pushing her limits. “Tell him! Tell him dirty and nasty with my mouth!”“Fuck my face, Nick; shove your cock in my mouth, fuck my mouth like a cunt!” Lana snarled, and then held her head still, open mouth poised at the top of his shaft. She braced her body, and Nick saw her relax her. I intend to play my part in breaking you for being such a dismal let-down to our Cherie." Blanche sneered audibly as my anus clenched in fear at her words, but my cock buzzed and remained rigid as I watched her beautiful rounded arse as she sauntered back to the gimp, now squirming in a mixture of fear and anticipation, strapped down to a caning bench before a house of women. She took her position, one leg slightly behind her, free hand on buxom hip, and raised the vicious cane above her head..