Based on "Mirror" by. " I'd buy them for you," he answered."You would do that?" she questioned."Yes I would. I know of a dancers supply house that stays open late. Just write down your sizes," he answered.Megan slid off his lap while Terry made a beeline for his room to dress. When he returned she handed him a piece of paper with her sizes written on them, Terry grabbed it as he and headed out the door. A few seconds later she heard the whine of his electric starter and then his Harley roared to life and he headed. No one was. That’s when I decided, it’s now or never. I stood there, heart beating in my chest, cock throbbingly pushing my shorts forward, with my hands on my hips and my torso completely bare, looking out at the ocean.I lifted my hands, cold and clammy from the ocean, and slid them into my pants. I quickly undid the drawstring, grabbed hold of the elastic and threw them to the ground, releasing my hard prick to the world.Without thinking I followed through to what was the next step. I grabbed. I was greeted by his mom and sister and later by his dad. I went straight to his room, where as usual he was fooling around with his basket ball wearing just a micro mini short. I have seen him earlier in this attire but that day somehow I was feeling bit uneasy. We decided to study, but again the same stuff. He kept on fooling around the room and I was just trying to concentrate.It was 9pm, his mom called us for the dinner. We both obliged to her and went down to the dining table me and Abhi.Read More
