Gym Hunk’s Wild Ride

I was just stepping out of the bath when Jack’s voice came out of the blur. porn cartoon​ It was Valentine’s day in February 1950 and Jack was boasting about receiving ten Valentine cards, and deriding me for not getting any. The wonderful sensation that swept through my body as the towel was gently rubbed over my pussy was incredible! It tickled when he did my feet but I withstood the agony and allowed him to finish. My brother, my pimp! “You’ve got lovely tits Sis!”. “Open your legs Sis!”. He hesitated at the door. “Boys hate me Jack!”. This was something I had only every dreamed about! The sensations swept through my whole body and I clung tightly to him as they reached their crescendo and then, slowly, so very slowly diminished. I couldn’t tell if he was smiling or not. No instant digital pics back then! His hands ran gently over my pussy, playing with the folds of my labia.