I could hear the slurping of your tongue in my sweet sap and as you reached up and delved one, then two fingers into my expectant hole and your speed ...ncreased I began panting; craving you deeper into my cunt. I couldn’t open myself up to you enough, I wanted you to feast on me and I could tell you were ravenous. As you were crouching over me I could feel your cock stroking against my leg. You were beginning to dribble precum and the sensation of it pooling stickily on my leg was sending me. Mitch discovered that working and taking care of a house was a little more work than he thought it would be. However, it was all worth it, knowing he was doing right by his sister. Besides, she was fun to be around. He didn't realize how much he missed her while he was away. It helped, too, that she had developed into a beautiful young woman. He enjoyed watching her around the house.They settled into a routine, living in the house they grew up in. Mitch got a job at the local engineering firm. " There was no way to escape it; somehow she had found out. Still, I was holding our family together and banking enough to send my sisters to University, and I had cleared up our near Bankruptcy because of our drunken father, a pedestrian crossing, and an old lady who had the green light, and no excuses. He blew 0.210, and he shot himself at the scene."O.K. what's the problem?" I thought the best defence is to attack; so, I did."Richard, do you have a job?" The opening salvo, good start,. You couldn't forget that every mile crossed and every landmark noticed would also be the same sights bringing you away from him on visit's end. Yet even through the sadness and future longing you held joy, giddiness even, at the prospect of him holding you in his arms, your head rested firmly into his chest as you squeezed him with a bear hug standing there in the bus terminal. But you waited, unable to sleep, your head pressed to the cold glass; the humming of the bus' engine as a soft.