In front of fucking… fucking… in front of men. Gee! I mean, like what the fuck! This is a woman’s festival. We’re here to celebrate our sister...ood. We’re not here to pander to male chauvinist fantasies and fucking… fucking… stuff like pornography and the oppression of women. Just tell me it’s all horse-shit, guys. Come on.’ ‘It’s not what we wanted to do,’ said Crystal. ‘We had a gig arranged at the Detroit Fall, which is normally a folk-rock club. But when we got to Detroit, we discovered. After I finished doing my secret bussiness in bed I got up and went for a shower to clean up the mess I've made.After getting in and undressing myself I noticed my mum forgot the laundry basket in the bathroom when she usually take it with her after picking up all the dirty towels.I started the shower and waited for hot water while I couldn't help myself but stair at the laundry basket and think about how some of the clothes in there touched my sister's private parts. I hesitated deciding. She stroked the dick with her other hand. My dick had gone fully wild by the touch of her soft hands.I pushed her head towards the hard dick. She licked the dick head with the tip of her tongue. She moved her tongue tip in a slow circular motion on the shiny dick head. I gave a breath out and closed my eyes.The feel of her tongue over my cock took me to the heavens. She then took my dark choco coloured cock into her mouth, drenching it with her juicy saliva. Her mouth held my cock, and she. ’ She shook the offered hand and smiled back, ‘Joanne Croix.’ ‘A pleasure to finally meet you,’ he said with a wink and headed to the back room. She heard a muffled conversation and then the door opened again. Daniel strolled in with a little tray. He’d shaved again, and his hair had been slicked back as though he’d just stepped out of the shower. He wore a sharply pressed white shirt and a brown pair of pants. She tugged at her tattered jeans self-consciously. He dropped down to one knee so.