I think I have spare valves. If not, I can take the valves off my bike. I rarely use it. Come on. It isn’t far to my house.”It wasn’t. I was buy...ng a small Victorian end of terrace house about two hundred yards from the station. There was space alongside for the garage and off-road parking for my ancient car.I continued carrying the bags Margaret had given me. She pushed her bicycle. At the house we went in with her possessions. She made tea while I ferreted around in the garage for the cycle. I finished my office work and as there was no one in home, I watched some porn and masturbated. Later, I had dinner and was about to sleep. At around 11pm , my sister called me and told that she would be coming to the house in 10 minutes.At 11:30, my sister came to the house. She had worn a red frock type dress. She had done nice make up with a red lip stick . She had applied nice exotic perfume. She was bit worried and moved straight to the room . As, it was late, even I did not ask her and. Mom had told me that this was what my life was about now. I decided I was being stupid, as usual, and spread my legs.Steve was more forceful that Mom or me. It wasn't bad, it was kind of neat to be with someone totally different and rough wasn't bad. After his fingers worked their way in and out a few times they were lubricated well enough that they slid in and out easy. Sometimes he'd slide his fingers deep inside me and other times he'd move them fast in and out. He kept talking while he was. I had the volume turned down low, but even then the woman's moans of ecstasy were echoing through my room. I was lost in the moment, nearly about to reach climax when suddenly I heard the downstairs door slam open, and two pairs of footsteps come running into the house. "Dammit" I thought to myself. I would have to finish another time. I quickly pulled up my running shorts and stuffed away my still hard cock. The dry-fit shorts would not do much to hide them, but it would have to do. I had just.