There is just something about feeling your sister’s fingers roaming over your already abused cock that while taboo, it is also so damn good!Kay took...some tissue paper and wiped up my cock but instead of taking me to the sink to wash my hands (and hers) she led me over to their over-sized, walk-in shower. She had me get down on the tile floor on my hands and knees and then announced, “You aren’t the only one that has to go.” Without any further warning I feel her pissing all over my back, ass. Maine apne aap ko badi hi mushkil se control kar ke rakha.Aur Shayad wo din bhar ghumne ke karan itna thak gayi thi ki use pata nahi chala ki kya ho raha hai. mujhe iske aage kuch karne ki himmat nahi hui. bas khankhe band kar ke moment ko enjoy kar raha tha. Bus chalne ke karan kuch der ke baad uska sir fir thora sarak ke thik mere zip ke upar aa gaya. Ap to bilkul hi control karna mushkil tha. Usi samay driver ne bas rok diya aur kaha jinko dinner karna ho wo kar le bus aage nahi rukegi.. I saw her at a party one time and she thought I was passed out so she let my friend Matt feel her up. It was exciting but I was hoping she would fuck him although I was always afraid of the consequences. You see, I fucked Matt's wife once and I guess I felt it would be like getting even with me. Linda never knew about me fucking Grace. It only happened once. She was a pretty good fuck."Linda looked over at Erick. "So you did fuck Grace. She told me you did but I didn't believe her. I just. I would get to visit my father in the summer and I would travel by Greyhound bus from Minneapolis, to Chicago to New York City and up to Bangor. This was my first year being able to travel without a chaperon. The trip from Minneapolis to Chicago was boring and I had a couple hours to wait for the bus to New York. I had something to eat. Before I got on the midnight bus, I had met a friendly man that was talking about my trip. He was an older man in his forties, tall and muscular. We got the.