At the age of 15, I was already very familiar with fingering myself. Since Mr Allen had moved to my school, I focused on thinking about him whilst I w...s doing it and imagined it was him touching me. I imagined it was him wanting to do this to me now. Spreading my legs further apart either side of him, I wanted him to notice the colour of my knickers and that I wanted his finger to be inside me, just like I had experienced my own finger inside myself many times. I wanted him to lift up my skirt. She had a very sexy moan, the kind that could make any man melt instantly. I quickened my thrusts, I wanted more, and she softly grabbed the sheets as her moaned got louder and louder; it still wasn't enough. So I began to pump like a crazed madman, going as hard as I could. She reacted as expected, she starts screaming my name at the top of her lungs, clenching the sheets as tight as possible, and swearing in whatever words she could muster. Our skin clapped together as she screamed, I thrust. As expected the manager arrived in 30 minutes and came straight to the cabin. He offered me a glass of water and then told me that my boyfriend. I objected that he was my husband. He smiled and said that he was my boyfriend who ran away leaving me behind. He asked me to clear the bills and I can go home, else he will call the police. I surrendered after a low conversation and asked him to help me out, and I was very much divested with the betrayal of my boyfriend.He asked me to move to the room. “What, do you not want to now?” I asked.“I'm just nervous, you are my sister you know, having sex with you wasn't something I thought would ever happen,” Jason replied.“You have had sex with a bunch of different ladies, don't think of me as your sister, I'm just another woman that wants it inside her pussy, so stick inside me, we both want it,” I said.Then he very slowly inserted his cock inside my pussy.“Yes Jason, oh that's good, really good, I've masturbated thinking about this so many.