I used to drop my nephew at the bus stop in the morning accompanied by Smita, almost daily on my motor cycle and she regularly pressed her boobs on my...back and increased my sex hunger.Once I, with my cousin was returning on my bike from a distant place in the late evening. The lane was almost lonely. She had embraced me from back with her full strength pressing her large but soft boobs on my back and I was enjoying the pressure.All of a sudden, she caught my dick and balls over my pant in her. " Bill jerked a thumb to the back of the car.Jeff craned her head round to see a sports bag resting on the back seat. Carefully, so as not to alert Bill, she tried to open the car door. The door was jammed, and where the door lock should have been there was just a space. She was trapped.By now the car was entering a run down residential area. Bill parked by what appeared to be an almost derelict three-story building. He opened his door, and then grabbed Jeff and the bag, and dragged them from. " What do they feel like?" Well." Joyce had paused, a warm glow in her eyes. "It's sorta hard to explain. It feels a bit like soft, wet velvet stretched over a big hot pipe, except there's a hard, rubbery feeling to it, and it jerks and throbs in your hand."Thinking about cocks now, as she was riding home from church, Marci was feeling all hot and sticky between her legs."And nothing feels better than a hard cock in your cunt," Joyce had said with a dreamy expression on her face."I'd be afraid. Although he admittedly would never be as smart as Lula – he had yet to meet anyone who was – his father’s money and his own impressive intellect had earned him a spot at the esteemed school the previous year. The thought of having Lu to himself had him walking on air. The added advantage of Lu going to Howard was that he could keep an eye on her. Jordan had grown weary of worrying about who was looking after Lula when he and Daniel were away. After Daniel had been sent away to school, the job.