"Nine -- um, nine and a quarter inches," Danny replied hoarsely. I had to snicker. I have never met a guy yet who hadn't measured his hard-on carefully and tell you down to the last fraction how long he was! Still -- damn! Nine inches plus.

"Does this feel good, baby?" I whispered as I slide my hand up and down his shaft. "Do you like big sister jerking you off?"

Danny nodded as he alternated between watching me masturbate him and ogling my body. I reached out with my free hand and took his right hand. "Here, little brother, touch me." I placed his hand on my breast. I...