“Karen!” tutted Judith, “You’re not going to buy my brothers a porno mag.”
“I didn’t say I would,” insisted Karen, “I’m just curious what literature they’re, ahem, interested in reading.”
“Any magazine would do,” Mark said, taking the lead as usual, “Just as long as it’s got naked birds in it.”
“Mark, don’t be so sexist,” sighed Judith. Aaron and Mark were not bad kids, but they were cheeky, energetic and often naughty, like any normal healthy boys. When she had moved out last year, Judith had thought it would be nice to be away from her pesky little brothers, but she quickly found that she missed the two little rascals. He became fascinated by Judith’s arse. It felt nice for Mark, but he also found it inexplicably funny and he started giggling a moment later, breaking the activity. “Booze?” asked Karen. He wiggled his forefinger around in Karen’s rectum, making her purr with delight. “Yes please,” he said, sweetly. If I let my little brothers fuck me – orally and anally at least – then I’ll avoid the entanglements of relationships whilst getting all the pleasure cocks can give.
