His dark silky black hair and those grey eyes that could see deep into you. Without realizing it, I had moved the luffa around my breasts. I placed it...on the shelf and began to massage them till my nipples stood completely hard and achy. I continued to rub each of them and slowly made my way around my neck and back down my hips. As my breath quickened, I thought back to his jeans and how tightly they wrapped around his bulging package. I'm sure it had to be big and thick to fill them so nicely.. It seemed like I could have been told about this sometime in the past 20 years. “We got off the boat without even having a proper visa. We were just tourists on a year-long trip to see the continent like American youths went to Europe. American teens headed for Amsterdam for the drugs. We headed for San Francisco.”“What happened?”“We met a nice couple, a little older than us, who invited us to stay with them on a ranch in Montana. They worked us hard for little food and no money, but they were. His raging erection doesn’t go unnoticed by his sister. She reaches down, wrapping her hand around the shaft and starts slowly pumping it.“You are really hoping to fuck her again, aren’t you?” she asks, seemingly able to read his mind.“I don’t know. I haven’t quite decided,” he answers.Still stroking, she feints shock. “Oh, so it wasn’t that good then?”“Oh, I don’t know. I mean she was tight and new—virgin new,” he says, trying to suppress the chuckle coming up in response to her giggle.“I know. When I asked to speak to Alice, she told me that she had gone out with some friends earlier in the day. I immediately sent a text message to Alice asking her how was the program she was watching. The answer came back almost immediately that she and her mother were enjoying an episode of Downton Abbey. I guess my expression must have been all that Denise needed to see. She looked at me with pity in her eyes. “Do you know where she is?” I asked her, hoping that she didn’t know. “Are you sure you.