I wondered if she would remember her promise from last week and offer to give me another hand-job.Cathy came up to me and gave me a welcome-home hug. ... pushed my hard-on at her so that it was impossible for her to miss it. She dropped her hand to my bulge and gently squeezed. "It looks like brother needs a helping hand again," she said."Oh, God, do I ever!" I whispered. She took my hand and led me up to my room. There, in the just the light from the street, she stripped me and started working. .it was a rainy stormy night adn she said she will be late. Blah blah blah...i said okay whatever, just come and we agreed that i will pick her from train station. Once we were home i turned on movie and we started making out. I told her that she can change in pajamasShe was surprised and said that she didnt think she was going to stay over. So i told her why would she make a trip or 2.5 hours to meet for a couple of hours and then go back when trains might not be running so late in the. Adi fingered me harder after planting his lips on mine again. I licked his tongue with all the affection. Adi dropped me on the bed after managing to lift my big body some inches from the ground. He was still a teenager with a skinnier physique. He pulled the blouse down my bust with the bra to expose my full breasts. He kissed on my brown spot and nipples for more than a minute before turning his attention to my pussy. Adi came between my legs.He slide the petticoat down the legs with my. I wrote this For a friend, she knows who she is... :) You still don't know if you've done the right thing, getting on this train. Although people seem to understand your English, most everyone speaks either French or something sounding like Dutch. The carriages, that were full with students when you started the journey south, are now populated by business men and women, blue collar workers, and some odd characters. An older guy in a business suit passes by your compartment, and you wonder if it.