He lifted the bag and dropped it at my doorstep. It was a good gesture from him. But I didn’t say thanks to him, and he didn’t say anything to me....fter two weeks, I met him again at the same spot, and he dropped my bag at the doorstep again. I don’t know his name, but I understand that he lives in my society.One day, as usual, I washed my clothes and put my clothes on the rope. But my newly bought bra slipped from my hand and fell on the first-floor balcony rope. It was an embarrassing moment. Her breasts, I can attest are truly something to behold. They’ve opened doors for her throughout her life, brought favours and attract the attention of pretty much all the men in the village. The women, generally, hate her!I’m not surprised he can’t resist. We talk about her often, especially her magnificent breasts. He once said to me, “She’s like a siren, calling you onto the rocks. They’d be fun to play with, but there’s no doubt you’d pay for it if you ever got your hands on the prize!”. Someone cant wait anymore? She asked with a long moan. Tim looked down at her, shaking his head. He held the base of dick, ready to enter Annas pussy. I want in her tight pussy, he groaned, moving closer. Jenna started moving her hips faster, grinding her pussy harder against Anna. Oh god, oh god, Im gonna cum, Im going to cummm, she gasped, her orgasm shooting through her. Tim watched his stepsister begin to cum, urging her on. Oh yeah Jenna, thats it come all over her face, he groaned, slowly. It's nice to have you read about my experiences as I hope they help set your thoughts free.... back to the story... most of the time you'd end up shooting your hot sperm into me... or you'd decide it was just a ride and thank me, and leave to give your deposit to someone else... I learned to leave the door open a crack to let others watch the hot show... sometimes someone very horny would quietly slip in and join while the others in the hallway stroked their weenies... I was young and enjoyed.