My finger is working your wet pussy and now my middle finger is rubbing against your clit. the car starts to slow down. you find out why as i start to...cum and i cum alot. as you head comes up you notice we are in a road side rest area. we stop and i get out of the car and walk around the car to your side, just like i was in the car. i open your door and pull your pants down and get on my knees and start licking you than i stop look up at you and say "fair is fair" with a smile. my fingers are. There was hardly any doubt that he was on benefits. Scrounging from the state because he knew he could get away with it. He put his hand out, the government gave him free money, the taxpayers complained, but nothing was ever done about it. He kept crying poverty, and begged on the streets, his sad face pleading with people for a cup of tea, or some bus fare home, or any copper. Yet, it seemed to work. Although the house and expensive goods said he had income from alternative sources, that. But the summer after my freshman year, everything changed.First off, I started growing like a weed... I grew from 5'1" to 6'2" in the span of three months. It was crazy --- I was in major pain all the time and I began to get scared I would NEVER stop growing.And then there was my cock. Now that was crazy. It was already pretty big, but it grew right along with me. In fact, when I got rock hard, it was nearly 11 inches long. It was, in short, fucking gigantic. No hiding it whatsover when. . I've never seen one that big," she said, her eyes wide.Jack smiled, pleased. "Not even Bob's?" That piss-ant?" Karen shook her head, keeping her eyes glued to his dripping cock. She acted nervous, shifting her stance and edging nearer."It's awful stiff," she whispered, looking into Jack's hungry eyes. "Was... was I the reason?" She dropped her eyes and managed a blush. "But I'm your sister, Jack."Jack, too, was edging closer, until he realized that the wet head of his prick was pressing into.