At length he pressed the bell and immediately heard the distinctive, low voice of Kyria Zenia over the little speaker. “Oriste?” “Josh Mackay, k...ria.” “Ah, ela pethi mou.” Josh smiled. He had quickly become the old lady’s adopted son. Granted, it was a commonplace for Greek matrons to call anyone young, my child, but he felt that the old lady said it with genuine affection. The door clicked open and he was immediately greeted by the rich aroma of fried fish and garlic. Before him the long. We discussed our last time together, although in the vaguest of terms causing me to suspect that either her mother was within hearing distance, or one of her girlfriends was listening in.I told her again that I’d be back in Yonkers around 8 or 9 the following night and that if possible I’d like to see her again on Monday after school.Reggie was all for it, but never mentioned her neighbor, the horny Sydnie-Ann, or the torrid sex we’d enjoyed together and neither did I.Following the call I took. Slowly her hand slid inside her skirt to touch her already soaking panties. As she watched her brother fuck his girlfriend she shoved her finger inside of her hot, wet pussy and started fingering herself trying to match his pace. His girlfriend screamed and had an orgasm, but her brother was relentless to have his own. He kept pounding her; determined to reach his own. She must have made some type of noise because suddenly they both stopped and turned to look at her. She let out a squeal and. Nolonger did I care of my past as everything that I ever had was focused onmy Dan.I felt a shudder race through him as I clutched him tighter with my legs,which were wrapped around his body. My heart was pounding with desire as Ifelt the first wave of pleasure racing toward my new opening. Againanother followed the first...than another, each building upon the onepreceding. More stronger than the last until I was washed by a monstroustidal surge that swept my mind from my body. The gasping cry.