I could ride for hours, my mind wandering, freed from the shit of the world – at least as perceived by a 16-year-old! I know better now, but that di...n’t help then.To make things even worse, soon after mom moved my sister and I to California my dad remarried and didn’t even bother inviting us, Haley my sister and I, to the wedding. We had met Linda before; dad had introduced us during our last Christmas visit. Haley, who is a year younger than I, was not caught up in the ‘young angry teen’ act. Always wet in our panties or pants because we touch all day long. Each time we are together, and that is almost always, we make love and try to decide who is the best in masturbating.We are sitting on her bed wearing only sneakers. We try to cum the most times in one hour. Our only instruments are our hands. We sit on pillows to make ourselves comfortable. We are face to face. I blink to arouse Naomi. She touches her cunt with deft fingers. It is very sensual. It begins to flow. She is a real. Usually, they were alone at home as their parents would return only at night. They undressed me, touching and feeling me all over which got me into the mood.Then they pushed me onto the bed and put some sensuous belly dance music. It all seemed their plan all along as they started belly dancing to the tune. I sat there watching all this as they showed off their curves and navel and my tool was saluting them all along.After some steamy belly dancing, Riya got hold of my cock this time and. Only fulfilling your low-level instincts.Thinking over that, I had snuck inside an abandoned railway workshop just between the bus depot and a train station, almost literally crammed in between. A dark, crumbling, deserted place, with all the tools and material gone, only a space covered in dust and small debris. A place like that that would be begging to become a murder scene. I had thought of going there often and on that night I had done it, as it was one of those times I really, really.