I’d been having every so often be proper of young man troubles lately. None be proper of those guys knew what they were doing. They didn’t respect me. They didn’t make me cum. They treated me like a cum dumpster. My step-sister was always bragging about her amazing husband. I knew that he was technically my stepbrother, but I wanted to behold his cock. I mean, he didn’t seem opposed to me rubbing his leg. What if I told him that I wanted to make him cum? I wouldn’t admonish my stepsister. His dirty," little close-knit was safe with me.