Back downstairs, I kneeled at the couch and slowly lifted up his blanket. Still he seemed to be fast asleep. xxx Ever since that night I have become a hardcore somnophiliac, performing similar “activities” with my younger cousin and some of my sister’s friends when she had sleepovers. As I watched him leave I could still see the work I did to the back of his pajamas, which made me start to worry again. It’s around night time when ideas started popping into my head…. “Good morning (you don’t need to know my name)”. His cock was about 7inches long when hard, bigger than mine (don’t laugh at me). By now the blanket had also pretty well fallen off of him, and I could see a general outline of his crotch. “Good morning Steve”. Even in the dim moon light I could clearly see the
