The first was easy enough. If for no other reason, I wouldn't back out now. But that wasn't saying it was an excuse. Yes, I told myself, I was going t...rough with this; I was going to make love to my twin s!ster. But that made me ask why. Who was I really doing it for? Was I doing it for the sake of my s!ster's memory of her dead boyfriend? Was I doing it as some kind of closure, or as shock therapy to let my s!ster get on with her life? Or was I doing it for me?A rush of memories stole up on. As the bus moving by my warrior started touching her soft hills and I was too close to her. This aroused me and my warrior started growing and wanted to come out of the tent.Now I started noticing her. She might be 45 and was dressed carelessly. Fleshy but short body and good ass. Found & too soft boobs visible thru the sari and transparent blouse.Initially she was bit upset and she pushed me as it was uncomfortable to her. As the driver applied break, accidentally she pushed on my warrior and. Michele was stunned but still fought back. Bill forced hisknees between her legs and Michele tried to close them but Bill wasstronger and forced her legs apart. Her dress prevented her legs fromopening too far and Bill became frustrated and reached down and hiked upthe hem as Michele struggled against him trying to pull it down.Bill won out eventually, Michele's dress was hiked above her thighs andBill was able to position himself on top of her with his chest pushingagainst her bodice and his. I felt contractions around its knob, and then I heard Kristen cough, expelling my rod from her mouth.Camille patted Kristen's back, as she continued to cough.I, as well as the other girls, started to worry about Kristen, who seemed to have quite a fit.Finally, Kristen stopped coughing. "Don't EVER do that again!" she said, breathlessly.Huh? What did I do?I then remembered that when I had arched my back, I must have forced my penis further into Kristen's mouth than she could take. Did I almost.