And as he said, they did. A naked step brother stood next to the two naked girls in a minute. In full combat readiness that they made no attempt to hide. His rocket, ready to launch, stuck toward the navel, swinging to the rhythm of their owners' breath. The roar of the protests fell silent and turned into a quiet but wilder whisper. Though they didn't even want to look, their eyes glided down and admired the muscular bodies of their beautiful stepbro´s and his outfit. There was nothing to look at. He was an athlete from a young age, and it was obvious how his tanned skin was stretched and there was no fat below it. If he was oiled, he could boldly compete with ancient sculptures.