I hoped I wasn’t being too rough with my big brother’s balls, but I wanted his jizz so bad that I almost hoped I could squeeze it out.

I hoped I wasn’t being too rough with my big brother’s balls, but I wanted his jizz so bad that I almost hoped I could squeeze it out.

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I Masturbate At Least Once A Day Thinking About My Younger Brother. I&Amp;Rsquo;Ve Come To Terms With That Now. But It&Amp;Rsquo;S Gone Deeper. I Dress Up And Pretend He&Amp;Rsquo;S My Teacher Or My Boss Or Whatever. I Picture Him Calling Me Names And Having His

My Big Sister Rolled Her Eyes, But She Was The One Who Hadn&Amp;Rsquo;T Worn A Bra On Our Visit To Our Grandparent&Amp;Rsquo;S Place. She Knew As Well As I Did That Her Stomach Would Have A Fresh Load Of My Cum In It By The Time We Left. It Was Just A Matter

I Was Shocked And Horrified And Curious And So Many Other Things. Either Way I Couldn&Amp;Rsquo;T Look Away. Literally Dozens Of Stories On My Little Brother&Amp;Rsquo;S Computer All About Him And His Busty Big Sis. I Tried To Ignore The Growing Wetness Between

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It Was Another Lazy Day At Home And I Hated Myself As My Hand Wandered Down When I Thought About My Younger Brother And The Way He Leered At Me. It Was Too Late, Though, I Was Already Soaked. Usually I Use A Toy, But When I Think About Him, My Fingers

&Amp;Ldquo;This Is Kinda Cool, Isn&Amp;Rsquo;T It, Little Brother? Our Parents Renting The Cottage They Used To Own When We Were Kids? Wanna Find Out If The New Owners Blocked Off That Secret Room We Found?&Amp;Rdquo;

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