Its just i've never seen one of those things" she whispered pointing to jacksons dick. " oh you mean my cock? its nothing really only about 7 inches. ...ou wanna touch it?" he asked. Miley looked at her brother in shock but slowly nodded. Jackson laid back and spread his legs widely. Miley placed a finger on his cock head and then wrapped her hand around it feeling its impressive weight. Jackson moaned and smiled at his sister. Miley quickly jerked her hand away. Jackson looked saddened by this. He must be thinking about slipping his erect thing into her crack, pushing at her inner walls, feeling how fluidly he could stroke in and out because she was so wet.Oh. And she really was. Wet, that is. She felt like she had fluid coursing all through her body, a steady lubricating flow that created heat between her legs and pressure under her temples. Reaching the eighteenth floor, she walked ahead of Giuseppe to her door, her vagina and the inside of her head all wet, her heart pounding under. The lady nimbly ran up to Veronica and smilingly took an envelope out of her bag and handed it to her, bowing gravely and with extreme politeness. She rejoined her husband and both departed, leaving Veronica as the sole remaining passenger.Before she herself had to disembark she opened the envelope and took out the enclosure. It read simply, "Remove your remaining shoe and carry it to Conti's café in Borough High Street. You will order a cup of tea and a cheese sandwich and await further. It's Uni-life, sweetie. There's a reason that they pack you all together in cheap, new-build, meningitis spawning, fire-risk ghettos and it's not just to keep you all away from us adults so that we can carry on living our worthwhile lives without having to endure all your whining shit. It's called getting to know each other. And when I say getting to know each other, yes, I do mean inviting Cameron to hardcore his way up your anal canyon, and yes, that does mean practising horizontal.