I heard her say, “Okay?” and I quickly nodded, “Please…”
And then her finger was gently probing my moist folds, stroking and pressing. She had prepared me for the show, especially about how boys did orgasms – it sounded very messy at the time (and I guess it still is). xnx Fortunately when it comes to sex, there aren’t many real “errors”. Anyway, as much as we tried to keep our masturbating to ourselves we pretty much always knew when the other one was doing it. I remember many times watching her suck my brother off; hiding in a closet or pretending I was asleep on the couch or the bed. Eventually when one of us would start then the other would just unceremoniously start too. Our parents’ bedroom was fully on the other side of the house and the creaky stairs gave us plenty of time
