I’m only 5’4. ‘I’m really sorry Dee.’ Tears started falling down my cheeks. He slowly shook his head. ‘No, we both fucked up, not only y...u… I should have called you a long time ago, but my pride wouldn’t let me.’ He gently brushed away my tears and smiled at me. ‘C’mon, let’s go inside.’ Grabbing my hand, he led me in. Feeling like a little girl holding his hand, I smiled. When we got to his room I could smell his cologne on my coat. In one quick motion he had me in his arms again, his. "If he is forcing himself on my sister he will regret it," Alex said to himself.He pushed open the door of her room ready to confront whatever loser was hurting Gwen, but his anger lasted for only a millisecond once the door was fully open. His eyes grew wide and his mouth hung open at the scene before him. For there on her double-wide bed was his sister Gwen in some of the sexiest lingerie he had seen outside of a Victoria Secret catalogue.Her long blonde hair and makeup suggested that she was. Ushke zooorrrr se aaaahhh maaarrrrr giiiiiiii kaha or kahne lagi kash yhe pal yahi ruk jaye or tumahra yhe lund meri choot main hi pada rahe.fir maine dhere dhere ushko chodna suru kiya to fir speed tej kerta chala gaya .. Room main ushki siskiyan gunjne lagi aaahh ooohhhhhh hhmmmmm aahhhhhh aahhhh oooohhh or zoor se aakash or zoor se woooowwwww wooooww tum jo bologe wo main kerungi tumne to mujhe aapni dasi bana diya wowww itni pyaar to mujhe aaj tak nahi lagi.Main ushki baaten sunta raha or. I looked under the stall and saw the feet of a woman and a man mid-hump, and I assumed it was them.“In the glory hole,” the voice said.I chose the end toilet stall. There was a hole in one of the concrete bricks off to the side. Someone had drawn an asshole all around it in elaborate markings with other graffiti.I looked inside the hole, and I saw what appeared to be a woman’s eye looking back at me.“What is this?” I whispered.“A glory hole. I see what you are doing, would you like mama to.