"What are you doing?" These men are my friends and colleagues, I do not intend to leave them here to be picked over by scavengers." We have to go now ...nd rescue the Princess." Minara, it will be pitch dark in an hour when the moon sets. You are not going to see any trail." I know where they are going, Arron, they will take her to the port of Wheeldon, we can catch them up."Arron sighed. "If your mount breaks its leg in a pothole what will you do then? We should wait until first light. They are. You try to adjust your bulge to a more comfortable angle and fear you could have permanent zipper marks if you don’t find relief soon. You turn up the radio hoping for a distraction as a pounding song comes on, full of bass and thumping. The song sings of bumping and grinding and the rhythm reminds you of pounding your flesh into a tight, wet hole. So much for getting a distraction. Absentmindedly you reach down and rub the heel of your hand down the length of your cock through your pants. It. It gave him food for thought.Opening his bedroom door silently he stole along the corridor. The lounge door was ajar and through the gap he was confronted with the profile of Tom's arse bobbing up and down on the sofa. He was on top of his sister, and she too was as naked as the day she was born. Greg put his hand into his fly and fished out his hardening little prick. He'd seen his Mum and Dad at it, of course, and the sight of his sister with her panties down was a pretty regular occurrence,. I had drunk my first wine today, my sixteenth birthday, but it was the pill uncle had given me that made my head light and spin.The street lights had a mesmerizing effect on me as they sped past, and I lent forward and put my face onto my hands, resting on my knees.The car interior was dark and I could hear the radio and mum and dad chattering away as the music played, but more than that, uncles hand was softly stroking my bare back, my shirt had come loose from my skirt as I lent forward, and.