All characters are over 18 and this is trash. It is meant to be played with one hand. *You are Doe Johnson, and after a long search for the perfect pr...vate school, you landed on Gildenstern University. Seeing as how you took a gap year after graduating high school, you are absolutely fucking ready to get to college. All of last year you spent cooped up at home, and just by what you saw on the tour, you think you will fit right in with the community here.Today is your first day to really stretch. This time my sister turned her head towords sky by seeing her lips i cont control my self i gave lip to lip kiss she reacted to that but she not rejected this time i got dare i we both enjoyed a lot in that car from then when ever we get chance we had kisses but not get chance to fuck her …after six months my dad went to tour and my mother went to bazar with nighbour aunty i thought i got good chance ….we both went to bed room i kissed her lips for 5 min in the mean while my hand playing with. ”“God girl,” David replied, “make sure he has a good time, a nice cock sucking before he fucks you.”“You really are disgusting” she said, turning to leave.“No chance of a quick blow job then,” he said as she left the room.David knew that his father had left for work earlier so once Laura had gone and he could hear his mother moving about in the kitchen downstairs, he decided to lay back and enjoy a nice slow wank. He began by conjuring up an image in his head of Laura bent over the workbench. I wanted to walk over to her and cup her face in my hands, and kiss her on the lips, like a son shouldn't do. I wanted to tell her that I had acted so immaturely, only because I couldn't handle the feeling I had inside. The feelings of love. I loved my mother. I loved her the way a man loves a woman, not just the way a son loves his mother. I wanted so badly to tell her this, and the wine was filling me with just enough false bravery, that I felt that not only could I say these things, but that.