Over the phone I can clearly listen her voice and moans are getting intensified, she placed his hands on her boobs,Me; Jaan, you made my dick hard, sh... replied you made it double wet for me,**I slowly opened my zip and took my dick outside and stroking it in the auto**Me; Jaan wetness ni waste cheyaku, place your finger there when your brother hand in on your boobs. (don’t waste the wetness)Jaan: her moaning was eternal and it’s going beyond her control and the way she moaned got perfectly. We had installed a gate in the white picket fence that surrounded our back yards. As I came through the Rose arbor, I noticed that Connie had left a light on. Good thing that she called. The central air unit was buzzing away. Connie had forgotten.I put my key in the lock and opened the door. When I came in I heard music coming from the other side of the house. I crossed thru the dining room to the hall. The music was coming from the back bedroom. Alarm clock, I tought. How wrong I was.. She moaned in pain as she fell to the floor. “Get up!” Miles demanded angrily. “She fell. She needs help to walk.” I bent down and helped her up. Using my arm for support, we continued through the tunnel. The tunnel had a higher roof than the storeroom. The walls were slippery and slimy and pools of water gathered on the uneven surface of the rocky floor. We walked between the rail tracks moving to the side of them whenever our guards poked and prodded us out of the way. I didn’t have long to. She always wore tight clothes and seemed to have a thing for me which I’d later personally learned.One day, she was picking me up at my house to drop me off at the movies since no one was around. My parents were never home and I’d just finished college, not knowing what to do with myself. She agreed to pick me up. She drove her golden minivan onto the driveway and honked. I saw her and went to the passenger door. I could see her smiling on the inside of the minivan.As I hopped in I saw her.