He asked if I was ok and I said, “yes, I’m fine. I want you to fuck me.” He said, “excuse me?” I said, “you heard me, fuck me.” With ...one hand remaining on my ass as if to hold me in place, his other hand frantically tugged at his zipper. He pulled out his cock and began stroking it as I remained standing at the table face down. His hands reached in and moved my thong to the side. He said, “Jesus Christ you are wet.” And gently rubbed two fingers across my wet pussy.He begins to rub his. I wasn’t sure if my arousal wanted this or I, myself, wanted this. He is my brother, how could I do this without feeling so awkward about it? It would just be for tonight, I thought, It wouldn’t be anything to worry about...Justin had cut off my thoughts as he let out a huge sigh, and then I felt his cock throbbing in my hand. After each throb, I felt something warm and wet spurt out from his cock. I felt a few drips land on my face, but the majority of it had just landed on my hand and a. Her steps drew her back across the house, to the bottom of the stair case. She smiled as she remembered many times going up those steps with her client, her heart pounding with excitement at what sexual mystery lay just ahead of her. She looked up, and shone the flashlight. Nothing seemed amiss, so she shrugged and began her ascent.As she reached the landing, she was surprised to see things in much better shape. It was obvious people had been here, as the linen cabinets and other storage. First Jock, then Axel, then whoever else wanted a run for their money. She was free from all her old fears and inhibitions now. She had found her true element in her sexual prowess and knew that never again would she spend a miserable night alone in bed without the ardent caresses of a lover to drift her off to sleep... At least, she amended, not for a long, long time... Gently she ran the tips of her fingernails down Jock's lean muscular flank and across his sinewy buttocks, marveling at how.