"So, I repeated my question, asking again if she ever considered being a cheerleader. She shook her head while whispering no. I asked why. She didn't respond, but I could see the answer in her eyes. She didn't believe she was pretty enough. So, in a moment of compassion, I know, not something I am known for, I asked if she was willing for me to give her a makeover."

I slid my finger out of her slightly gaping hole and leaned forward and tongued it.

"Oh, you are such a dirty brother" she moaned as I rimmed her ass. "She asked me why I would want to do that....