His touch sent shivers up my body, making my back arch rigidly and my chest stick out. Seeing this, he stopped stroking himself and groped at my breas...s through the blouse. As the bus hit a bump, making us rock gently, he flung my tie over my shoulder and plucked open a few buttons at chest level. He dug inside and squeezed hard at my left breast and at the same time rubbed more furiously at the crotch of my panties, which were now shamefully wet. I dissolved into trembling sighs, not knowing. She huffed a little as she longed to look into his eyes while he was inside her. So far he’d only made eye contact when she had him in her mouth. But she did as she was instructed and presented her ass to him. He guided his cock back into her tight pussy, the post coital spasm she had when his cock slipped in, only encouraged her to please him. She’d had two huge orgasms already, once when he fucked her on the ottoman and the other when he told her to finger herself with his cock down her. "No men. He needs them not. The cold of winter, the snows and storms he commands to guard his land and his treasure. The white wolves and snow leopards prowl but he has little need of them. He is mighty, a troll from the frozen lands and he has brought his winter with him. Turn back! You cannot prevail against his strength and his spells." Treasure, you say?" Ranulf's eyes lit up as his interest was kindled. They had heard rumors, but nothing of substance. It had also been long enough since. 'Come on Chantelle, it's ok'. 'Max, this is weird, you're my brother and I can feel that you're like... oh my god I'm wet'. She started breathing heavily, still ontop of me, and I could actually feel the dampness up the top of where my cock was through her thin panties. 'Chantelle, it's not that weird. We're not related. Come on, just one fuck'. I convinced myself mentally. All I needed was one fuck and then I wouldn't have these urges anymore. It was ridiculous I know, but I needed to console.