Little did I know that the trip would change it all.Our tour guide picked us up from the railway station and we were transferred to our hotel. The tou... guide read out our itinerary for the day, which only consisted of visiting one waterfalls later in the evening, followed by the house boat stay. Mom was quite embarrassed, and asked him if there was anything else we could do before the waterfalls visit. It was clear that mom and dad had wanted to spend the afternoon together, possibly fucking. His voice was melodic. You could see him narrating documentary films about social injustice.Neither one of us bought anything to eat. Instead, we sat in a booth for about an hour, sipping our soft drinks and becoming comfortable with each other. We talked about ourselves, our likes and dislikes, and backgrounds. I discovered he was about 15 years younger than I, came from a Midwest town and joined the Navy because he was tired of looking at corn fields.After a pause in the conversation he asked. The holidays, as usual, were festive and full of fun. Christmas Eve was always at our house, as small as it was, and on Christmas day we accepted invitations to share Christmas dinner with friends from out of town. This year we were going to Whittier to see the Miller family who had six kids. Rosemary Miller always had a traditional turkey dinner and Mom was bringing a pumpkin pie and her Christmas date nut bread. In a box, however, was a big frozen pan of my mother’s home recipe lasagna, a bag. .. mmmmm, don't stop... more..."The finger was taken out of my pussy. The hand was brought up to my mouth and the finger caressed my lips, spreading my juices over my lips. I licked my lips and the finger, tasting my own juices. I sucked the finger into my mouth and sucked all of my love oil off of it. I was going mad with desire by now. The stranger knew I was ready for him.The hands began to remove my panties. I lifted my legs to make their removal easier. As they dropped to the kitchen.