She lay in what appeared to be a trance-like state; her eyes were closed and the only movement came from the rhythmic heaving of her creamy young breasts that rose and fell regularly while the candle flames made pink and rosy patterns on her skin. Periodically she would twist her slender body as if in the throes of an erotic dream; her long tapering legs would thrash and writhe, exposing the glistening “vee” of her pubic hair that seemed to twitch with a pulsing life of its own.
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Stephen leaned back in his patio chair, trying to assume the attitude of a calm, relaxed, and satisfied husband, but a shudder of excitement shot through him and he felt his cock jerk as he fixed his eyes on the figure of the bikini-clad actress at the edge of the pool, stretching out her ripe young body to catch the first rays of sunshine. He tried to imagine how she would look naked, posing lewdly for his brother. Would she giggle and run her own finger lewdly around her huge titties to get them all hard and puckery? Would she undress in front of him with slow, cock-teasing movements, or would she prefer the privacy of a dressing room to strip down for the fuck-film she was about to make?
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Beads of water clung to the peaked domes of her wide-based breasts, and hazed the soft curlings of her muff. She unwrapped a towel from around her head, and bright red hair spilled around her face, down past her shoulder blades. His cock stiffened against the crotch of his slacks, the only clothing he wore. He inhaled deeply, warming at the sight of her damp body’s lushness, the light from the bathroom gleaming from her flesh, and from her hair. He pushed up onto one elbow, turning onto his side to stretch his hand out toward her, a grin on his face.
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He chuckled as he reached for a washcloth. “Who are you greeting, Sis, me or my cock?” “Both.” There was an expression of longing on her face as she stared at the massive, hairy muscle with its huge, bluish-purple head, then handed him the soap and curled her hand around his tool. “It’s so nice to hold it again. Honestly, Ken, it’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Thank God you know how to use it.”
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“Oh, what the hell, come on in and do it, I’ll turn my back,” he said. That made sense. After all, he was my father and he’d seen me do everything at one time or another. Now that I was eighteen that familiarity had long passed away, of course, but under the circumstances it was necessary to recapture it. I pushed the door open and walked into the steam-filled room to make my way toward he toilet. So desperate was my need that I hardly spared my father a glance. I assumed he’d have his back toward me. But when I reefed my panties down and squatted over the bowl, and let the first burst loose, I looked up to find him looking right back at me.
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Frantic with puberty, he jerked off frequently and with regularity. He usually beat his meat first thing in the morning, still groggy with sleep so that the hand-job had a dreamlike quality. And he almost always jerked off as soon as he got into bed at night. And quite often he enjoyed a hand-job during the course of the day. Jerking off was a lonely occupation, but it served to take the ressure off his cock and balls. It was better than nothing.
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