I hate the city at night and I wanted nothing more than to reach my parked car and head out of town for home. I wanted to be out of it before the ‘s...ickies’ got into their Astra’s and ‘hatches’ and drunkenly made their ways back into the sticks of Cheshire. I wanted to be away from them as quickly as I could. The concert had been uplifting, the music swelling and fulfilling, now though, outside in the cold I hurried across the tramlines towards the car park. My route crossed one of the streams. I had been lusting for the man stood in front of me for some time. My body, my vagina in particular, was yearning for him. My brain was over-playing this. It couldn't form the words through the haze. I nodded. Why was I nodding? Was that my body sneaking a message through the fuzziness in my mind? Lewis smiled and breathed out. "Alright," he said, "I'll get cooking. Go and get up and ready for the day." He smiled more broadly, turned, and exited the room. In this year, the hundredth anniversary. And second, I've never been fucked before and I would love it if my favorite cock was the one to take my cherry! Would you please be the first guy to fuck me?!" What!" I nearly shouted out, surprised that my little sister would want to fuck me. Then I realized that we had already been closer than most siblings ever get and her request would take care of my own virginity problem as well. Recovering I went on, "I mean, do you really think WE should fuck each other? We are rather closely related,. With every thrust into her warm velvet void she grew calmer and accepting of the uninvited visitor to her womb, a small measure of joy coarsed through her veins as her clit found stimulation. The blacksmith slowly removed the hand from her mouth and placed his hands around her thighs as he continued to plough through, deep into her fertile fields. She took this chance to look behind her and learn the identity of the cock in her cunt.He smiled at her glance and stoped to reposition her as she.