Well, parents are not at home. That same feeling when you wait for something for so long and finally this moment comes. I have been tormented by my vulgar thoughts for 2 days now. I dreamed and thought about how and where my brother's dick will slide in my soft and warm mouth, how the taste of his discharge will stick to my throat and how my drool mixed with the delicate juice will stick on my chin dripping onto my clothes. In these thoughts, I was drowning and felt how my legs begin to shake and panties cry from the flow of my discharge. And this moment has come! While Mom has fun with the Pope, we came with a brother from the rink, I quickly closed the door on the key, pulled off his pants and began to swallow his penis, as if it were a long-awaited girlfriend or ice cream. And in the end I received the award right in my gentle mouth.