My mind drifted. I began thinking about my feelings for Brad and for Glen. I knew I loved my brother, and I always would. I felt I had been on an e...otional roller-coaster for the past week. My mind began to focus again. I replayed everything that happened in the short time since we boarded the ship.I thought about the sex with my brother and realized it was more lust than love. While I did love Glen, what we did together was born out of the desire to explore rather than an emotional. About six weeks into his Melbourne sojourn, as he was rounding a supermarket aisle corner, his trolley collided with the trolley being steered by what he branded was a stupid woman, who obviously was completely in the wrong; not having been looking where she was going.They both bristled and looked daggers at each other until both realised that their confrontation was not the end of the world.They exchange pleasantries and within being half way up their respective next aisles, had forgotten the. A few minutes later Ms. Spears enters the room. She is wearing the outfit she had performed in. It’s a kind of schoolgirl outfit with plaid pants and a white dress shirt that is rolled up to show off her stomach. "Hi" She says. "Hel…." You start. "No, don’t talk. I was watching you for the entire show. I think you are the hottest guy I have ever seen." She interupts, "I am a 16 year old girl and 16 year old girls have certain needs. I want you to fuck me. I want your hard cock pressing into my. He wished he could see Abdul’s manhood furiously thrusting in and out of Julie’s cunt. He wished that he could see him cum. He wished that he could hear Abdul’s satisfying moans as he emptied himself inside his wife’s pussy. He wished that he was standing there now watching Abdul, satisfyingly, pulling his cock out of Julie’s cunt and trailing his cum in its wake. That was not possible though. All Alistair could do was watch his own pulsating cock pour forth it’s cum into Julie’s knickers. .