After the manager had gone we sorted out the kitchen then went to the staff room to get changed out of our greasy uniforms, once again I saw the bulge...in his white Ben Sherman boxers as he pulled off his uniform trousers, I stood there in front of him with my cock growing in my own boxers, I never hid the fact I was perving on him, I knew I had to act fast,“I love your boxers Chris are they cotton or elasticated” I asked“Don’t know mate”“is it ok if I feel them” and before he got the chance to. .Mera name rishi hai mai bhopal mp mai rehta hun mera email address hai Agar koi lady bhopal mai mujse milna chahati ho mujhe contact kar skti hai married/unmarried Ab apni story pr aata hun.Apni pheli story post krne k bad mujhe ek mail aaya hamari thodi bt hui toh pata chala wo ek married lady hai bhopal mai hi rheti hai shuruti( name change) age – 32 hum ne number exchange krre whatsapp chat start hogyi kuch din tk normal bt hoti rahi mujhe lagga unhone meri story padi hai toh mere sath sex. "I'm your sister! We shouldn't be doing...those things!" A slight flush was starting to come out across her face and upper chest. "Jen," I said softly, as I sat up and moved towards her. She started to pull away, but I reached out and stopped her. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. She resisted at first, then leaned back against me. "Jen, you're my sister, and I love you." "I love you too, Jake," she said softly. "What we did today, sure it may have been wrong, but I loved. ‘ Have a beer, sweetheart. You deserve it.’ Barbara put the bottle to her lips and started slugging it down. Stopping after one mouthful she looked at them saying, ‘You fuckin’ bastards.’ ‘What’s the matter, cunt,’ one said. ‘Our piss not good enough for you. You like it and you know it. Now drink up.’ Barbara put the bottle of hot piss back to her lips and drank the rest without stopping, while the other two each poured their bottle of hot urine on her head and face watching it drench her.