God, it was just perfect. I wanted to touch it. I want to knead it and kiss it. I wanted to do such wicked things to her.Flashes of kissing her, of li...king her pussy, of licking cum out of her pussy, drifted through my mind. I shuddered, the heat burning through my cunt. My panties soaked up the juices flowing out of me.I was such a pervert.She opened the door and swept in. It grew cooler inside. Mom was running the A/C. I could hear her in the kitchen. My sister fell on the couch and absently. We were both getting off on my little display. Eventually he closed the door but the lock was on the inside. After a second I dragged myself up onto the seat and jerked off hard and loud moaning like a whore and pumping my cock so hard people could hear the banging of the toilet seat as I was slamming myself up and down on it. Heres what I was jerking to.In my mind the mystery man was one of the big sexy Italians I had seen around Rome. Like the mystery guy he watched me but after he saw my. Why Sid's parents had chosen the Zadrain leg was another mystery. Perhaps it was to touch the Zadrain, and rescue the Shavroms. Weaver's gift for foreseeing may have been active by then. Considering how much a part the Zadrain has played in their lives, and now in Sid's and mine, it almost made sense.Traffic picked up as we finally came to the border between Porin and Westhal. We had traveled with a series of large caravans since rejoining the trade road, and that was probably why we saw no. " "Oh no, fuck that! Nobody drives my Jeep but me." I was stunned, he was still so pissed off. "Alright. Then lets just wait here until you sober up." He turned to look at me. I watched his pissed off face relax a little as his big hand gently ran through my hair. "Well I know what we could do to kill time." "I have a boyfriend," I said as Brad's face turned sour again and his hand made a fist in my hair. "Yeah, but I invited you to prom. You know what happens after prom, everybody does. Don't.