She must have made an album out of it.I hesitated a moment, wondering whether I should look through it. It felt somewhat invasive, but it was on the c...mmunal bookshelf. I carried it back to the couch and flipped it open, my eyes glancing from photo to photo.There was Hannah on the deck of a cruise ship, something colorful and presumably alcoholic in her hand, a book beside her, as she smiled at the camera. There she was dolled up at the casino, her black hair luscious and sleek, her dark brown. As I searched more, I noticed that all his incest searches were from yesterday. Earlier browser history was more gangbang stories, anal stories, etc. He also had hundreds of pictures of women in nylons, almost all without heels on (he indeed had the same fetish as his father... nylons, but particularly nylon feet). He also had tons of videos, again almost all of them with women in stockings: gangbang, couples, lesbians, etc, but always in nylons.I smiled as I obviously had triggered exactly. "You got any sunscreen you could lend me?" she asked him as he sat up to get a better look at the visiting girl in the tiny string bikini, three small triangles of sexual invitation. He hadn't seen boobs like that on a live female in all his twenty-two years and had never seen a bathing suit bottom so small or so low on a woman's hips. Her butt looked completely bare and her mound was soft and inviting. Bet I could bounce up a foot on that, he thought, feeling his cock surge."Sure," he said,. My hands clenched on her buttocks and I savagely drove myself into her again and again in a frenzy of desire. And she met me each time with an equal ardour. And then I came. It was a hurricane, a tornado tearing through my body, compared to which my first cum inside her had been a gentle breeze. As the orgasm mounted all my senses coalesced into one fiery stream of ecstasy. Howling with joy as each surge ripped through me I came and came and came. I came until I was sure my body was drained and.