And the best way was to get royally screwed…He promised that it would be our “secret for life” and he would always be there for me. He even went...on to rant about the thrill and adventure of discovering one’s sexuality. I resisted his attempts to kiss me but did not want to antagonize him any further. I told him that we would have one farewell session and bury the hatchet forever. It was better to squeeze his balls than listen to his bloody sermon....Read full story A bus journey with sister.How. Frank had immediately pointed out that since they almost always had bench seats, they came with beds already. Later that evening he had taken her to dinner and then had driven home by a roundabout route, stopping on the side of a deserted road. Sliding across the seat to her, Frank had stripped her naked and had fucked the living hell out of her. Ever since, whenever they purchased a new pickup, they would go out to dinner and then go parking, only now she knew enough to leave her panties and. Time flew and two years went by like this and then one day Guruji cameand examined all the papers and said that Raj is now out of danger butthis should continue for some more time to make this bond stronger. Ialso wanted this and then another year went by. Guruji announced thatRaj was totally safe and that we can separate and go back to our normallives. But both, Raj and I had no intention of leaving each other so weignored this and started living as usual. Raj's mother approached me butI. And, much to his interest he also noticed that since she was fumbling with her purse, the bathrobe had slipped open exposing a full and soft breast for him to see in all its glory. He looked at the large brown nipple still slightly puffy from Emma’s earlier exploits in the shower and he felt his cock start to harden. He was just about to excuse himself, knowing that he would be sacked if he was caught doing anything with any guests when Emma, now clasping some pound coins turned to look at.