. ”“Nadine! You have to stop giving me so many things. I don’t have anything to give you and I feel bad that I can’t give like you can.”“Eddie, you have yet to understand why so many people like you as soon as they meet you. You give so much of yourself - and to people like me - that means more than a Corvette or a managers position at Master’s Manufacturing.”“You humble me, when you tell me things like that. I don’t see me as being that way at all. I just like people and I try to make friends. Well, half convinced her anyway, she still kind of expected him to laugh at her for buying into it.“Hmm, maybe if it is fun.” He replied, relaxing back into the sofa. He wondered what she wanted; she did well academically, was already very popular, and certainly didn’t need help with guys. Even as her brother he could see that she was a vision made flesh, long slender legs revealed by a micro-skirt, a slim body with perky b-cups, blonde hair, and a truly breath-taking beautiful face."It should. We had left the suburbs and were out in the country driving along a lovely tree-lined road that made it difficult to stay awake in the late afternoon. As we drove along I felt her hand run along my thigh and as it got closer to the top more and more on the inside. That sent wonderful feelings up my back and made my cock twitch. It did feel good though. I loved the feeling of being hard and with the rubbing of my thigh was certainly getting hard. I moved in the seat to make room for the bulge.Read More
