It’s like looking for a pin in the haystack. The nearer it gets to Christmas. The streets get busier, making it more difficult to find them.I change...my routine once a week. Tonight I got off at Oxford Circus Station. I proceeded up the steps leading to the exit. Converging onto the crossroad of Oxford Street, Regent Street and Bond Street. All directions appeared to be more active tonight, due to the weekend. Standing at the edge of the pavement, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Slanted. Who it wasit was my dads cousin and his daughterit had been a while sense Id seen her as she meet me at the door pushing mer back out the doorwanting me to notice that her titts were growing she said your mom needs firewood and your dad said for me to tell you to feed all the horses tierd and mad I started to say why didnt someone else do it she got close and whispered I got a secret I giggled reaching up cupping her small titts I said I already saw your secrets twisting away she said no stupid. She closed her eyes in ecstasy, and exclaimed, “Rahul, fuck your aunt hard with your dick.” I then increased the tempo, fucking her fast. She reciprocated by pushing her hips and pussy in the same rhythm. We were both enjoying ourselves. I kept on fucking her. I slowed down a little and then picked up again, slowed down a little and picked up again. She moaned “Yes, that’s the way Rahul, Faster and deeper with your thick dick. I am Cumming, oh yes yes Rahul, I am Cumming.” She screamed and I. A few words about Ruby and me. We looked enough alike that we were often mistaken for sisters. It didn’t help that we were joined at the hip whenever we were together. We were both blondes, her hair a shade darker then mine, while her eyes were blue and mine green. She had a little bit more in the curves department then I did, but not enough so that we couldn’t get away with sharing clothes without too much trouble, and we were close to the same height.Personality wise, she tended towards sunny.