<div class="floatleft">(http://images.fashionnstyle.com/data/images/full/91629/charlie-hunnam-19-jpg.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Stephen Landry<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Guest<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1st, 11:30ish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Room 5<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White dress shirt, left open, tank top underneath, jeans,<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Stephanie Landry<strong>Mentioned:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Getting there...<hr/><br/>He couldn't tear his eyes from the screen. He wanted to. To say that this was inappropriate would be a massive understatement. Stephanie would be mad that he was intruding on what was very obviously something that she didn't want her big brother looking into. He should be mad that this was something. The cloud icon showed that it was something that was open to being viewed by others that had this app, or so he assumed anyways. It wasn't like he was very tech savvy or anything like that. The thought of this kind of thing being out there for just anyone to see annoyed that protective side of him.<br/><br/>Another side of him, though, was the part that wanted to keep watching the video. She had filled out, and in all the right ways too. The gentle shimmy of her hips as she got rid of what remained of her clothing showed a delicious curve, starting at her waist, curling around her waist and ending, or continuing with her delicious thighs, teasing another wondrous curve hidden behind her. Upwards was no disappointment either, as a pair of full breasts, more than a handful each, he judged, kicking himself even as the comparison completed. This was Steph that he was watching... run her tongue up a long, thick black dildo, smiling provocatively as her plump lips wrapped around the silicone head, an eyebrow raising, the smile still there somehow as more and more of the length before stopping about halfway, her eyes closing as a low moan of pleasure could be heard. His eyes were drawn down between her parted thighs as he watched her fingers toying with her lips, playing with them at first before slipping between them, and another moan.<br/><br/>Wait... that one wasn't from the video. Muffled and muted, but unmistakably his sister. She was in the shower, right? The moan itself was pretty self explanatory.<br/><br/>"Are you fucking kidding me?" Stephen growled at himself, looking down, not that he needed to see it to realize that his cock was a good deal longer and thicker than it should have been, pressing uncomfortably against the fabric of his pants. Another moan from the video brought his eyes back up to it. The dildo was gone, for the most part, out of sight as most of it was inside her mouth, open wide and tilted back as she was slowly fucking her throat with it. Stephen wanted to close his eyes but seemed entranced as she drew the thick toy out of her mouth, giving the head a teasing lick before running it down her body, lightly over her neck first, leaving a wet trail down her shoulders, running the head over her right nipple, teasing the hard nub with it before dipping further, lightly tracing her stomach until it replaced her fingers between her lips, rubbing the thick head lightly over her clit with achingly slow circular motions.<br/><br/>"This... is what going crazy feels like," Stephen hissed at himself, refusing to appease the growing member pressing urgently against his pants, still watching as she tucked the toy down lower and, with another amazingly arousing moan, the word yes poorly enunciated on her lips, slipping the toy inside her.<br/><br/>And that next moan was from inside the bathroom.