“You can stop me if you don’t like it, big brother,” she whispered seductively, and before she could stop herself she reached down and tugged her brother’s shorts down below his balls, exposing his enormous cock in all its smooth, veined glory. She kicked the door closed almost as an afterthought, and jumped up to put some clothes on — just a tight white tank top and some shorts. Governess and nanny to the Holland family. “She couldn’t take a — a cock like that! “I’m really sorry for that, John. Sarah Holland, 15. He carefully avoided looking at her. She was so close — her pussy was tightening — and she heard the bathroom door open. He carefully avoided looking at her. “Nine inches.”
“WHAT? It’s not like you ever wear a bra.” His barb had a core of truth to it; Sarah rarely wore bras, especially around the house.
