I still wear that little tennis skirt and it feels good having the air rushing passed my pussy. Thankfully I’m out too early for most people so I haven’t had any little embarrassing moments – yet. Videos Ryan’s going through this phase at the moment where he wants to video us having sex and me on my exercise bike and Sybian. I’m surprised that he hasn’t asked Darren at the gym if he could video me there. Maybe he’s happy with the videos that I brought back the day that I went there straight from work. We’ve had a couple of arguments about his desire to upload them to some web site or other. So far I seem to be winning, but knowing Ryan…… Ryan’s brother Tom Tom gave us quite a surprise a few weeks ago; he came home with a girl. We’d talked to Tom about girls a few times and he’d always said that he was looking for the right one. He always made me blush when he said that he was looking for a girl like me; so sweet. Anyway, her name’s Jenny and she is lovely. Ryan and I were messing around on the sofa when Tom walked in and announced that he’d brought a friend with him. Ryan still had his trousers on, but, as usual, I was totally naked. After introductions I apologised for my state of dress but Jenny said that it wasn’t a problem and that Tom had told her all about Ryan and I. I blushed knowing what Tom knew about me and had seen nearly all tits the things that Ryan and I get up to. Tom asked if it was okay for Jenny to stay the night then they disappeared to Tom’s room. During that evening and half the night there were sounds coming from that room that told us exactly what they were doing. Ryan kept saying, “That’s my brother!” The next morning Tom and Jenny came down to the kitchen with Jenny wearing just a short tank top and a thong; a see through thong that revealed that she was fully shaved. She wasn’t wearing a bra either as the nipples on her ‘B’s were sticking out as much as mine do. The following evening Tom came home alone and we got him talking. He told us that he thought that he’d finally found the right girl. Again he embarrassed me by saying that Jenny was a lot like me. She’d been in one of his tutor groups and he’d noticed her at the start of the uni year but he wanted to know a lot more about her before he made a move. He’d obviously found out what he wanted to know because she’d just petite spent the night in his bed; the pair of then fucking like rabbits. Jenny started staying over 3 or 4 nights a week and on oral the first weekend we got to know asian her quite well. The second morning that she was at our house she came down wearing just a thong. Ryan had a grin on his face. A couple of mornings later she was eating breakfast as naked as I was. That first weekend Ryan took Tom to the pub so that Jenny and I could get better acquainted. I got us a glass of wine and we sat on the sofa to talk. As usual I hadn’t got dressed that day but Tom and Jenny had gone to the shops and she was still wearing the dress that she’s gone out in. After a couple of sips of wine Jenny asked if I minded if she took her dress off, She said that she felt very over-dressed. The dress came off quickly, revealing that she wore nothing underneath. Jenny talked for ages, telling me tons about herself. And yes, Tom was right, she does seem to be a lot like me. Obviously tight not the physical attributes; as I said, her tits are a ‘B’ whereas mine are an ‘A’ minus. She has a dislike of underwear and hated having to wear a thong those first couple of nights. I dodged. He had no way of knowing how many orgasms she had but it must have been pretty good. I skirted around oral their fight, my katars dripping asian with the monster's ichorous blood. "Thank you for treating me like the rapetoy I am," she parroted. One timer is for one minute. The pain turned again to pleasure, I looked down, my cock wildly flopping around, slowly getting harder from the humiliating site I was witnessing. "Too bad," he laughed as he pushed her back down, making her moan as he stretched her. “For the most part,” I replied. His eyes devouring her body, ever curve that her clothes clung to, down to the arch of her tits back and her perfectly toned calves. “That’s a good boy, now hurry tight up n’ get your things and sneak out the back. He kissed her and took one final taste of her and their tongues said a slow goodbye. “Hello, L—” she said and then she cut herself off as if she was about to speak his name. I was worried that you would be mad at me for changing my mind,” she says to me. Dig your nails in! You can hurt me. I won't break. Alyssa was in your room with you, wasn’t she?” “Ooh, I'm aching. The only answer is marrying up. “You want her to be your lover, don't you?” “Maybe you should turn around so I can return the favour” I suggested. “When you love someone, Chad, always keep the passion burning for one another,” Josef would say, “Love is like petite a friendship caught on fire: In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. SN? Thank you, Jill," Allison says with a much happier tone. I stood there a moment before walking slowly to the car.