Soon he could not help it and then I felt a hard on pushing to the crack of my ass.I gasped, sensing he was at least nine inches long…As we were rol...ing along, the train was rocking from side to side and let myself moving and rubbing against him. He bent over and whispered in my ear that he was sorry. I answered that it was fine for me and smiled to him.Then he got my message and he moved his hand between me and his front. Soon I began to feel one finger pressing into my very tight rear hole…I. Terri looked up at her little brother. He was hyperventilating, his face pale, his eyes wild. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit" he moaned. "I didn't mean it... I'm sorry... oh shit." His hands were waving in the air.Feeling stronger, she stood back up, grabbed his face with one dry hand and one spermy one, and kissed him again. She broke it and said "Calm down. There's no harm done." No harm DONE?" he gasped. "NO HARM DONE? WE JUST COMMITED INCEST!" he groaned."No... we didn't" she said firmly."But. I have a teenage son of 14, but he's not interested in the slightest". "I can believe it" said Van, "I don't think I ever helped in my parents' garden, except when my Dad had a bad back, and my Mum gave me a tenner to dig the vegetable patch" Oh, I'd give you a tenner to weed this bed — or something in kind, if you'd prefer" she said arching her brow and giving a broad smile. "Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?" she asked, "I was thinking of taking a break anyway, as it's thirsty work. My French isn't great, but we started to talk. He offered me a cigarette and I took one. Something about wrapping my lips around the hot smoking cig made me get hard all over again. It also didn't help that the French man I was talking with was a total hunk.He was tall, butch, and from the look of it had a monster in his pants. I tried to play it cool, but he looked down towards my erection and started to smile this dirty little smile. He light up another cigarette and asked me for a drink.