She then reared up and kissed me lightly on the forehead and heavier on my lips on her way to the bathroom to freshen up to leave. When she was done in there, she returned to the side of the bed, so that I could admire and caress her various lovely parts and then as I lightly slapped her behind in appreciation, she broke off to dress right in front of me. Then I did the same. We then settled up and she indian kissed me again and told me how much she had enjoyed our time together. She then made for the door with the brace in her hand and no limp evident. I chortled over that. I called her a couple of days later, and thanked her for our time together. She informed me that the rent got paid and that she didn’t expect to do that again, but that the one time with me would be a life time memory. And, I agreed whole-heartedly with that! Chapter 1 Teasing My Brother My name is Jane and I got married about 2 years ago to Tom. He is 2 years old then me and got a job just after finishing college. I moved to Chicago with him and about a year later he was promoted and now we live in southern California. It is a new house with a pool and a privacy fence. We don't have any close neighbors or kids so I walk around nude all of the time while at home. I like to lay out by the pool and tan. We have an outside shower because of the pool, so when we need to pee we just go over to the shower which runs in to the yard. It help keep the grass green, you know water conservation. My husband and I have made love all over the house and make up little stories for each room. When we were dating Tom would mention my family about how good my mother and sister are and would tease me all of the time about them. He would ask I if ever experimented with my sister, or let my brother look at my boobs or touch them, or play doctor, or did my brother try peeking at me to see me naked and stuff like that. I told him when I was at home my little brother was always hanging around and would try to get a look at me in my underwear or down my blouse, but that is all I knew about. Some of the stories that we or I should say Tom comes up with usually involves my family. I find myself getting pretty worked up during our little story/love making sessions. I didn't think much of my brother trying to get a look at me homemade back then, but now I want him to look at me. I keep in touch with my family by phone but I have not seen any of them for about 2 years. My husband had to go a business trip so while he will be out I am going to have my brother come out and help me put amateur in some plants/flowers. I arranged it so that he flies in/out the same days as my husband leaves/arrives. My family lives in the mid-west so southern California should be quite an change for him. He was always a shy kid and maybe I can coax him out of his shell a little, but I really just want to tease him. Tomorrow I am going to pick up my brother at the airport. He is going to be here for 6 days, Sunday to Saturday. I have everything set to tease him. I have it all planned out. I admit I was shocked and wanted to see it again after I saw it at breakfast. Most of the time, they freak out over things that really have no bearing on their lives. The second kiss hadn’t happened. “Uh-huh,” I panted. “I need you.” Dan was beginning to have second thoughts about it being Sidney who violated him. Sure why not. It was the best sex I have ever had. "Yes!" I pushed in slowly till the resistance burst and then waited till her grip on my shoulder relaxed, then slowly I made love to her. “Hey, stop the talking and let’s have a look at that clit.” Doug said. Poor lad, he looked embarrassed. She went back to the table and bent over. I watched amateur for a moment as I saw my beautiful wife begin to orally assault his cock. A few weeks later Sarah is lying on our couch, with her head on my lap, freshly showered in her black silk dressing gown. He went over the edge right after she did, and filled her ass with his cum. I still stand by what I said earlier. During meals, she’d see her with clumps of hair missing and scars from cutting herself. “Quiet” I snapped. The blizzard and the drifting snow did an excellent job blocking the entrance. I went home. Then, I slid out of my tennis shoes and put on the five-inch, clear, plastic heels, and made my way over to the large decorative boulder. I felt dirty and ashamed and indian I felt like everyone would see what had happened. About the only bitch in the palace we didn't enslave was the princess. They exited the airport, entered the car and started the short drive home. After a short graveside service; Pamela's casket was lowered into her grave and the dirt was placed in on top of it. We both squeeze the bedsheets tight as our toes curled on homemade the bed. You make sure every pump makes the bed shake.’ I warned. He pushed her legs back towards her head, lifting her sweet ass off the table. Sometimes I think I see suspicion in her eyes, but she has never asked me about it; so I don’t say anything. [She will be fine Drivas. Keep going, Daddy.