And again within 10 seconds the signals of pain and pleasure confuse me totally and afterwards I stand still and wonder what happens in my brain somet...mes in a couple of seconds to produce such wonderful cock(!)tail. The scenario ends without indecent I manage to prevent my dick from getting all the way erect, step out of the bus dick half hard wondering how my brain works sometimes !!Okay last scenario, I'm naked and walk into the bathroom, in front of me stands the woman of my desire also. I could also watch her boobs lift and bounce, and see her face, eyes closed, mouth open, slight "uh, uh, uh" with each time we'd meet. Finally I could feel the tingling. "I'm getting close." No not yet. Slow just a little. I can get there too." Chelsea reached forward and began circling her clit, then more frantically, breathing heavily, deep breaths. "OK, now, now, go hard." I picked up the pace and began holding her in place and rocking my hips to give her my cock. She let out a sound kind of. However, my brain doesn’t process information like it used to. Rather than risk getting all jumbled up it is easier for me to A. Follow the route I was currently on or B. Drive to the second location and go home from there. Trying to jump into the middle of a map is hard for me. If I did it I know I would get home sooner or later but I prefer to know where I am at. Plus, I wear sunglasses when I’m outside my home even at night because street lights, headlights, taillights, and such can be very. Marti wore a 36C. I hung the underwear on the back of the door.Marti was still snoring as I made my way upstairs to my bedroom.Chapter 2The next day Marti had a doozy of a hangover. I suggested that we all go to the cabin for a few weeks. The parents agreed right away. Marti agreed after I promised her that I would do most of the cleaning while she lay in the sun and tried not to die. Marti and I left a few hours later. Our parents would come up to the cabin the following week.Marti and I would.