My mum died when I was young. Now dad has got married again. He didn't ask me. We have to move to step mums new house. She has a daughter that is 9 an... a son that is 16.They got married today. It was OK. I sat there thinking that I had a new mum. But I'm not going to call her mum. I have one mum. It’s not my fault she’s dead. After the wedding and party we came home to their house. It was now going to be my new family and house. I was no longer the only c***d. I even had to share a room with. Popping the head into the opening still slick with Craig's saliva. Wincing in pain but with lust in my eyes. I could feel the friction of his penetration within me. After a few minutes he had his hands on my hips pulling me into each thrust. I really enjoyed being punished in such a way. Thrusting harder and faster with each stroke. We were being watched intently. Removing that throbbing appendage from my now hungry ass he blew a heavy load all over it.Striking my butt cheek hard with his left. So, I launched myself into the water and began my routine.The water was just what I needed. Methodically I swam my laps, concentrating entirely on my movements, my breathing, my poise, and the flow of water around me. I barely knew anyone else was there or, for that matter, that the rest of the world existed. I was in my zone. It was great.When the set was over I grabbed a towel and headed to the bleachers for a rest. I was sitting sideways, staring at the wall when Ginger came and sat beside. . 200 miles was 5 degrees ... I found that out listening to the weather report. I also found out that heading for Perth by way of the bight would have been a disaster. Lee shore and 200 foot tall cliffs ... not my cuppa tea. Great surfing though. Great surfing means great surfers ... my cuppa tea!Seems I think about cocks a lot. Probably because I have no access. JW has one of the best ... for his age ... but I’m his sister ... I don’t care ... but he does.Not only do I think about them ....