Peter was grinning from ear to ear. I look over and see the paper from a Rocket Pop Popsicle. " Surprise!" says Peter still smiling. I'm at a loss for...words. Peter pulls the Rocket Pop out of my pussy. I see the colors appear. He takes the tip of the Rocket Pop and rubs it across my clit. I let out a moan."Oh Peter, fuck me with it." Anything you want babe."Peter takes the Rocket Pop and shoves it back into my pussy. He shoves it in and out a couple times and I can tell the Popsicle is starting. I turned my head immediately.Now I began getting up early to see her like that every morning. Few days passed by and one damn LUCKY day my mom didn’t get up. She was really tired as she slept late last night so I thought it will be nice to spend some alone time with Savita. I went upstairs and found her walking in a red nighty tighter than any of her nighties I had seen and I am sure she wasn’t wearing a bra since I could completely figure out her nipples protruding out of her nighty. My dick. After I finished I opened the door of the cubicle and saw the gents completely empty except for Brigitte who walked straight to me and pushed me back into the cubicle. I just saw that another guy was about to enter and so I quickly closed the door.“Men's toilets are so disgusting.” she whispered in my ear. I couldn't stop myself putting my hands around her waist and pulled her to me so I can pull her towards me and whisper “I am sure you want to add to all the filth”. “Only with filthy. I had overdressed a bit,going for the sophistication of a young woman in her twenties.I certainly didn't look anything like a fifteen-year-old nephew.She was expecting a niece instead of a nephew, for I had heardMother refer to me as "she" on the telephone.She came up to the gate just a minute or two after I walked offthe flight, and you would have thought a celebrity had arrived.I doubt there was a head in the room that didn't follow her,male and female alike. It took me a moment to realize.