At the next two slaps to those juicy tight buttocks, Ana’s cries became proper tears, sobs even. I twisted my head to eye the tightly pulled crotch ...f the black thong, but the darkness of the material gave nothing away. So, I did the best thing, I just grabbed the waistband and pulled this tiny piece of cloth to her knees. To my delight, despite crying, Ana herself actually lifted her bum to let the thong slide down easily.She turned her head saying she was sorry; next time she would behave. I sat up on the bed and slowly pulled my boxers back up; I stood up and pulled up my jeans. Leaning down, I mopped up some of the cum stains off my carpet with some tissues from my desk. “My mum would go mad if she found that.” I thought to myself. I put the tissues in the bin and unlocked my door, I crept across the corridor and peered into my sister’s room, it was empty. I sneaked inside and walked over to her underwear drawer. What I was about to do was so wrong, yet I wanted it so badly. I. But today was no time for that. Elizabeth did not think the train was even up to full speed before Jonathan had her skirt up and out of the way and she was enjoying his wonderful caresses all around and through her thick ladygarden. He knew his way around her body very well, and lost no time in working her up into a lather of desire, which he quenched promptly with two fingers in her ravenous vagina. Elizabeth opened her eyes and gazed gratefully into his as he caressed her effortlessly into an. So after a while she asked me to stop and we went towards the gate of train. As it was around 2 in the night so nobody was there. I hugged her from behind and my tool was crushing her ass but she got scared and asked me to stop once again.I knew she was right so I stopped and I held her hand and stood there for some time without uttering a single word. Then we came back and slept on our respective seats. This was the beggining of a new sexual desire inside both of us. Fate made us travel once.