The tourist bus had pulled in to the French supermarket car-park at the insistence of many of the passengers after the on-board toilet had become faul...y and many a bladder had threatened to burst. It didn’t help to be last off the bus due to trying to chat-up the little blonde he had his eye on, then being last in the queue for the toilets. French shoppers weren’t best pleased to find a crowd of noisy English blocking the gangways and hogging the toilets. In the toilet his insistent bladder. She briefly thought about trying to be quieter but then thought, _Screw her. It's her fault that I'm so horny._Meanwhile Stephanie was humping on a vibrating dildo and picturing her brother thrusting into the bronze beauty down the hall.Rachel went back to work after a week and felt relief from the sexual tension in the house. She had not let herself seriously think about doing anything with Stephanie directly. Instead, Stephanie just added to Rachel's overall horniness.As close as Rachel got. She had been looking forward to fucking ever since she discovered a number of her Mom’s books in her parent’s large den. Her mom was a librarian by trade and she loved books at home, but the collection in the library was over 75% made up of naughty, erotic books. She had gotten quite an education since discovering them.Now, as she slid her tight, virginal pussy down on to Daddy’s cock, she hoped what she had read about sex would work in the real world. She felt his thick club part her labia. I stopped as soon as she walked in and watched her set the cup down beside me. "Need anything else honey?" "No I am ok for now, thank you" How's the drumming going?" It's good, still a couple songs I am not used to yet but getting there" Oh but I think you just need a breather to regain that concentration back" Have any ideas?"Without saying a word she got on her knees and crawled towards me. She rubbed my leg through my drumming pants (good thing too because my legs were sweaty). She quickly.