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Just the six of us 1

Date: 10/14/2014, Categories: Masturbation, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

looked shocked. Mike nodded again, then looked up and stared directly at her. He looked a little ridiculous at that moment he was sure, pecker hard as steel and his oldest s****r trying to comfort him. "I'm sorry." "For thinking about me when you masturbate?" Mike nodded again. "That and..." he gazed down at his hard-on "I," she started. "I think it's flattering. I don't know, I suppose if you have to think of something, I don't mind it being me." "You don't?" It was Mike's turn to look surprised. "No," she shook her head, "but you have to tell me something." "Okay...," he said looking at her curiously. "What do you find sexy about me?" She was biting her lip nervously, and he suddenly became afraid that he'd say the wrong thing. "Complement her breasts" "Well, um," he began, trying to figure out what it was that turned him on so much whenever she popped into his head. He sat back a second and tried to figure out what she was doing whenever she appeared the last time he'd achieved orgasm, and then remembered about Captain Super Dong in his lap and quickly leaned forward. "I've got a thing for shorter girls, I suppose. I really like the way your breasts look in your apron, and when you are wearing shirts like that one," he nodded at her chest. She glanced down and grinned back up at him. She was obviously enjoying this. "What else?" "Well, I like the way, you wash dishes." She looked at him like he said he liked it when she took a dump. "When I wash dishes?" "You are just so ... concentrated on your work; sometimes I just sit and watch you. You move around and your boobs wiggle beneath the apron; it seems like you never want to wear a bra. Not that I mind," he added quickly and lowering his gaze to hide his smile. He glanced back up at her a second later; she was smiling like someone had just given her flowers. "Go on," she said softly. "What else do you wanna know?" he asked, starting to get embarrassed again. "I like the way your butt looks when you fold clothes and the way you curl your toes when you are reading on the sofa or watching tv. I like the way you brush your hair from your face whenever you're concentrating on something. You are just so, damned..." he searched for the right word, "delectable!" "Delectable?" she couldn't contain her smile. "That's so very sweet, Mike." "So how do I look when you, you know..." she said, hoping he'd finish her thought for her. He wasn't going to make it easy on her though, and sat looking at her. "...when you masturbate. How do I look when you masturbate," she said finally leaving her tentative shyness behind. He giggled at her for a second. "The last time it happened and you popped in my head, you were standing at the sink, wearing nothing but an apron and doing dishes. You were turned around and you had one finger dipping sexily into your mouth." "Wow, and that worked for you?" "Ohhhh yeah." Mike said, "I get that one a lot." "A lot? How often do you jerk off?" Mike blushed. "Somewhere around 5 or 6 times ...