Chương 2847: ON THE ROAD WITH SISTER
If someone asks how a crowded bus smells, the answer is simple, obnoxious. It's a mix of smoke, body odor, the smell of grease, dust, and if someone is lucky enough, fading odor of perfume is added to the mix. But the smell of sweat from soaked clothes dominates them all. I was so soaked that I couldn't tell that the thin cotton shorts that I had on were blended with my skin to become one.
I gasped for air while being pushed by the force of other passengers looking to find comfortable standing room at the back of the bus, and looking here and there for a little opening. But there was none. The bus was totally crammed packed and when the pushing and shoving settled, I was in the rear middle of the bus standing next to my sister Isla. I sighed looking around and all I could see was the crowd, the heads of passengers which were ever increasing with each stop. I tried to accept the fact that from four a.m. to sometime around six a.m., I had no other choice but to deal with it.
"We could have taken the late bus." I frown as Isla looked up at me.
"Hey... watch behind you..." Man behind me yelled, making me realize when I move the backpack on my back moved causing him discomfort. Especially when the top of the backpack was almost at his chin high.
"Sorry!" I apologized without making an effort to look back.
Isla giggled gazing me as I grumbled once more and then she leaned forward and looked over my shoulder to see who was complaining.
"You almost murdered the poor guy with your backpack." Isla sneered. "Now if I remember right, it was 'Mr. Archeologist' who planned this trip." Her smile was wry as she gazed up at my face.
"Who's idea was it to take the 4 am bus, huh? I told you this is going to be a sardine can ride. We should have taken the night bus or an evening one." I groaned.
"Chill out dude! You know why we took the early bus... You'll appreciate once we get there early in the morning rather than midday or later when it is fuming hot and humid." Isla said sternly yet casually. "I thought you were are Mr. Indiana Jones wannabe, not G.I. Joe in an armed vehicle like your friend George." She chuckled.
Another stop. I didn't see anyone getting off the bus, but the conductor yelled to the crowed asking them to move back to allow more people onboard. People clung to the handle even more after seeing how many people were still hanging out from the doors of the bus. How many more can fit in this bus designed for 60 or so? At least a good two hundred were onboard already. I was happy to hear someone mention that it was the last stop before Agra, still almost two hours or so hours away. I looked out through the window to see sporadic street lights cutting through the thick darkness as things led to six weeks of backpacking in a foreign country with my sister as memories flashed like the headlights of the bus cut through the darkness.
It had been my dream to tour across a country with archeological interest and I have saved every cent that I could to make my dream a reality since I was sixteen. All along my best buddy, George was with me, but things quickly changed when he enlisted in the army instead of perusing our common dream. My sister Isla all along knew our plans and when I told her that George pulled out but I was going ahead with my plans anyway, she quickly asked if she could join. I was stunned. Believe me, I love my sister, adore her and we always had a great relationship for siblings but doubt Isla would be a perfect travel companion to rough it out in a foreign country.
"One last thing... You know you won't have all the luxuries there, right? I'll be spending nights at cheap hostels and hotels and eating very light." I tried again to dissuade Isla.
"Yes, brother dear!" Isla chuckled making me know that she was ready to rough it out.
"If you join me, you cannot treat me like your nerdy brother, you know?" I added as a condition to insure that she wouldn't get on my case for any reason whatsoever.
"You got it. Likewise, you are not my guardian and I can do whatever I like. Deal?" she leaned forward to hug me.
After several more days of discussing and trying to discourage her from joining me, I finally gave up. At the end, one eighteen year old getting ready for college along with his college dropout, nearing twenty year old sister, making the journey. We flew to New Delhi and spent a few days with an old friend of our dad's and then we were off to wonder the land of mystique.
I was disappointed that things between us turned out to be little different than what I had expected in the first week, and what my sister agreed to before we started our journey. At first Isla began to irritate me when she started stopping at every single boutique browsing through stuff and wasting my valuable time when I wanted to see sites of archaeological value. Then other things emerged that we hadn't initially given any thoughts to like sleeping arrangements in a small room with a single bed, what to eat, when to leave the room, were a few. Isla always thought by being a girl and my elder sister she should always have the bed while I slept on the floor and that I was able to live with that. Wasting too much time every morning to get ready was not. However, often she hand washed my clothes and hung them in the room to dry off.
Then there were other discomforts. ...A few times when she caught me with morning wood, I saw her leer and look away but she never said anything. I should also take credit for looking away when she changed or showered since many of the places we had spent nights at had one hallway bathroom to share and some required pre-pay for use.
It was two nights ago that Isla received a text from one of her Indian friends back home informing her that her sister and her husband had gone to Andaman for a week and we could use her flat during that period. Isla was over joyed. I couldn't blame her for being excited after spending two weeks on the road, sightseeing during the day eating cheap street food and crashing at hostels at night often in smelly places in not so desirable parts of cities. Agra was on our must see list on our way back to New Delhi from Hyderabad but now with this offer, we altered our plans slightly to go to Agra first take an advantage of a nicer accommodations with running hot water and a place to cock cook a decent meal.
The bus swayed from side to side and amazingly the driver managed to keep the bus on the road while constantly honking even without reason. I wondered if he was under the impression that the horn, not the accelerator moved the bus through the dense darkness.
I switched my hands from the straphanger, swayed a few times as the bus hit a bump on the road and over corrected to balance myself. Isla swayed with me since she was out of reach to hold on the anything except to securely plant herself against me and everyone around her. As her small frame touched mine, I was reminded that that my crotch was hugging her belly. She must have been aware the fact as well since it too obvious not to.
"Another forty five minutes before the sunrise and hour and a half before we get there." Isla smiled.
"Right! Recline your chair, put on your headset and watch a movie till we land" I said sarcastically.
"Very funny..." Isla jeered. "You know what... I know you are tired like me. Let's try to relax for bit longer till we get there. Let's just lean on each other and try to take a catnap. What do you think?"
"I don't think it is even possible to get any closer than this?" I said and it wasn't even remotely possible as we were already tightly packed and in search of bit of fresh air to breath away from the crowd.
"You should be used to this by now." Isla was pushed forward and back as the driver hit another bump on the road. She stood on her toes to balance when she lurched momentarily and back on her feet again. Tiny bit of space that she vacated during that that split second was immediately occupied by the old man who stood behind her pressing Isla even closer to me which I though was highly unattainable. It was necessary, but I knew it was an unachievable task to move a few inches back to give Isla a little more space without crushing the guys behind me with my backpack that hung from my shoulders.
"I am but not enjoying." I said and sighed as Isla smiled, looked into my eyes and snuggled her face onto my shoulder. "Relax, we'll be there soon." She said.
"Heck I am trying" I grumbled.
"Just relax and try to enjoy the ride best you can, ok?" Isla whispered. "Besides I can feel that you are not really regretting being tightly packed... I can feel it and been feeling it for a while now."
"Ugh..."
"Something hard is nudging my lower belly. You can't deny the fact that you like being close and bumping like this." Isla hummed casually pressing her pelvis on me. I was dumfounded. I was aware for while that my cock was semi erect but not fully stiff and couldn't quite contain that my sister noticed the small change in my cock or appearing to be excited about its condition.
"Not true. I am not hard." I must have blushed as I stuttered.
"No worries. It's ok, really." Isla rolled her head on my shoulder turning towards my ear. I felt every soft breath she took and breathe out and felt of her sweaty face cuddling my naked neck.
"Little secret." She said and paused.
"Ugh, what?"
"You may not believe this, but this is the third time I have had someone's pecker hardened against me. Twice on trains within last few days and today." Isla sniggered but her voice had a somewhat devilish tone.
"No shit! Did you smack the guy for fucking with you?" I managed to say, but I wasn't completely surprised having heard stories about public transportation here.
"No" My sister giggled. "First I didn't know what to do, so I pretended like nothing happened. When I looked around and realized no one was watching while this guy was grinding his crotch on my ass. It was like a simulated ass fuck"
"I can't believe you didn't do anything to stop him!" I was shocked not only by what Isla disclosed, I was equally stunned by the way she described 'simulated ass fuck'. That was not the kind of language that we have not spoken with each other before.
"What should I have done? Scream and get everyone's attention? In a foreign country - and then go to police?" Isla chuckled. "You know, I first wondered how bold he was going to get and pretended I wasn't paying attention. Then the bolder he got - the kinkier I felt." Another giggle followed by, "Like right now."
"I don't know what you meant by right now" I grumbled and protested although being fully aware that my cock was fully stiff and it is firmly pressed against my sister's pelvis. I felt ashamed but seemed that Isla didn't mind that at all. Reluctantly yet involuntarily I shifted my head and saw the mischievous smile that she had on her face as she caught me with my hands in the cookie jar.
"There's nothing to hide dude, no need to even admit it" She purred. "It's natural and innocent and all good." Then there was a moment of silence as the bus continued on the bumpy road. In a swift move, Isla swung her right hand around me and placed it on my ass pressing me even closer to her. This sudden action was swiftly met with a reaction of my own - my cock pulsed unceasingly. Adversely my knee bent and straightened rubbing the length of my crotch against her, as I groaned.
Isla sniveled as her wet lips softly planted kisses on my bare neck, and retreated to rest her face on my shoulder. "It's ok, just relax. You've been quite tense for couple of weeks now. Just stay calm and relax." "Ugh... yes." I sighed with a pounding heart. Gathering that my sister just wanted to have innocent fun as she mentioned, I couldn't help but wonder how innocent the fun was with this guy who grinded his crotch on her round buttocks was and how far she let him go.
"So that was it with the sicko who grinded his cock on your butt?"
Isla chuckled rubbing her soft sweaty cheeks on my neck. "Nope, it even got better. When I didn't protest, first he massaged my buns while gently shoving his cloth clad dick on my ass crack. I kind of got nervous. I looked around and no one in the crowd was even looking at us or noticed anything happening between us. I suddenly found his hand stroking on my waist and holding me for a grip in a slow rhythm along with the bus movement, stroking and rubbing, and thrusting his hard big shaft on my buttocks. In the crowded train no one was aware. Obviously, I felt pretty excited and kinky by then and enjoyed the hardness of his big dick on my butt. I felt naughty enough to slowly push backwards to meet each hard thrust or rub of his dick"
I was stunned that my sister could even perform such an act let alone tell me every detail. However, astounded as I was, my cock was just getting harder, if that was imaginable and I could feel the pre-cum oozing down from it soaking my thin cotton shorts.
"Whenever he took a breather, his dick throbbed just like you are right now. Perhaps not that violently" Isla giggled. Then I froze as I felt her right hand fumbling between us. Her soft fingers searched and found the hem of my T-shirt which she pulled up enough to squeeze her fingers into my shorts. I jolted as her hand wrapped around the base of my girth.
"Isla..." was all I was able to mutter when she clasped it first and slid her fist along the length.
"Now there" she whispered "see nothing to worry, no one is eyeing us" she purred. I closed my eyes enjoying the sensation that my sister's soft hand brought although my mind was busy creating pictures of this dirty old man riding her round buttocks while she pushed back and forth in lewd approval.
"So anyway, I knew this guy wasn't going to tell anyone or even if he did, I could care less because we didn't know each other - just total strangers. And I know you won't either." She paused. "Then it got more interesting and he got much daring. Little by little, he rolled down the back of my shorts. Not completely off, but just enough to uncover down to what you guys call thigh gap I guess. When I panicked and tried to roll my shorts up by the waist band, he took my hand and guided it to his dick. I thought I was in trouble when I felt his steel hard dick that was already slippery with his stuff, you know what I mean?"
"Ugh-ha..." I muttered to the arousal of her story and her soft hand that was rhythmically sliding up and down my manhood inside my pants.
"Then before I could react, he pressed it between my legs and I knew immediately that he was aiming for my hole. Only thing that I could do was to lock my thighs as tight as I could, but I was too excited to stop him from messing around. Maybe I was more stirred by being with hundreds of people but no one actually noticing. Anyway, he stood still with his dick locked between my thighs right below my hole and I was extremely wet and kept lubing him healthily. His dick kept throbbing and vibrating right below my hole even when he stood still. It was too much for me to take and my stomach started to roll in a sensation that I knew I was going to have an orgasm while he had his dick between my thighs. Just as I start thinking about letting him in, he groaned a bit, I felt his dick stiffen even more and he thrusted back and forth rubbing my valley and thighs few times before he shot his stuff right between my thighs"
"WOW!" I exclaimed.
"I heard him say sorry and gave me a dirty handkerchief to clean-up and pulled up my shorts before getting off the train. I only saw back of him when he was rushing to the exit and I was surprised a middle aged man would or could have the balls to do something like that." She laughed squeezing my cock that kept jolting in her hand.
"Do you think that was hot?" she asked. "I get excited even now when I think about that. Do you want to feel how excited I am?" Isla questioned and did not wat for my answer. She suddenly grabbed hold of my right hand and guided it between her legs while still keeping her right hand inside my shorts. I was assured that there was a flood inside her shorts by the wetness of her crotch.
"Do anything you like without getting attention." She said giving me a mischievous look. Her hand that rubbed my cock was soft, well lubed with my pre-cum and I knew perhaps the only reason I didn't shoot my load was being somewhat distracted by her story, not what she did to my cock with her hand. I had to question how this guy felt when his cock was tightly wedged between my sister's soaked pussy folds and couldn't take my mind off the need to try just that. That wouldn't be incest right? I looked around and no one seemed to be paying any attention to anyone. Most were either dozing off even while standing or just looking out to see nothing but darkness outside? Even inside the bus, there wasn't much light.
"Are you nervous?" Isla asked. Her spare hand fumbled again around the waistband of my pants, lowering enough to free up my cock from its confinement. I shivered in fear but tried not to show. With both hands, she fumbled again before grabbing hold of my cock, stood on her toes momentarily and stood holding my cock right inside her thigh gap, above her panties and just below her soaked gorge of velvety pussy. She sighed softly while positioning my cock right where she wanted it - between her damp folds and then wrapped both hands around my neck after positioning my shaft around her pussy lips then tightened her thighs like a vise.
My cock instantly jerked in pleasure that was enormous and I bit my tongue to prevent unwanted howls from evading my mouth, yet I groaned quietly.
"Stay still" Isla whimpered into my ear. She moved her hips ever so slowly sliding my cock between her pussy folds that were well lubricated with her own sweet juice and now mixing her nectar with my pre-cum. I endured the pleasure that I had never known. I smiled, scanning around to see that no one has noticed where our sexes were tangled in renewed excitement. The feel of my sister where one should not exploit, has been somewhat exploited and that excited me even more. I never even thought it was possible to have this sort of humping in a crowded bus the way Isla's slowly but persistently swung her hips. However strange the act was, the excitement of doing it in a crowed was making me ecstatic and I was doing it with my only sister, who I had never thought as a sex partner, and I have never even entertained the thought of getting inside her panties. Sure, I have taken glimpses at times and who wouldn't take second look at an elegant creature like Isla.
Isla let out a soft moan. Her hip movement stop briefly, she moaned again and then resumed only this time with bit more tempo. Her hips moved further back and pressed onto me powerfully. Even though I wanted this to go on forever, more realistically for longer, I knew I had a heavy pack full of cum to unload. The point of no return nearing the corner, Isla gave one final thrust and collapsed onto me breathing heavily.
I felt relieved and grateful that my sister reached an orgasm before I emptied my load. While Isla held onto me as I was going to abandon her, I moved my hips just as she had done by pressing against her slick gorges. I wanted nothing more than to sneak my cock into her pussy, but I knew that was impossible without making drastic changes in our positions, so I went with what was offered and mine to enjoy. Within seconds I shot streams of cum, filling her folds and the rest just motioned her silky skin and seeped down her silky skin.
"Sorry, I don't carry handkerchiefs with me" I whispered to her and she giggled before making sure that her shorts were pulled up and my cock was again confined to my shorts.
Once we got to Agra we took another short train ride, and a quick motor-rickshaw ride to Isla's friend's sister's place. No words were exchanged about what happened on the bus but we were both relaxed when we arrived and we joked, chatted and walked holding hands like lovers. We met the caretaker women for the complex to pick-up keys to the flat, a middle age women who was kind enough to feed us with a quick breakfast and guide us to the place.
"This is luxury!" Isla exclaimed after browsing through the small flat. Sure the place was clean, much cleaner than the places where we had been the last week or so and had a nice big Victorian style bathroom, a big enough kitchen with all the modern amenities and a single bedroom which was roomy with a good size bed. The balcony off the living room overlooked the busy street below and from the kitchen window we had a good view of the run down old neighborhood.
"What do you say Cyril we spend a little time to rest and start out with the Taj Mahal in the afternoon?" She asked and I was taken by the way she said my name, Cyril for the first time in many, many years. Isla would always address me as, Hey, nerd, Indiana Jones, or bro, not Cyril. I was bit tired too, but most of all I felt obligated to agree with Isla. I smiled and nodded.
"I am going to wash all our clothes, they are all smelly and dusty." Isla grumbled. "Bring everything in your backpack Cyril." She ordered carrying her own backpack full of clothes to the washer.
I reluctantly went to the bedroom, grabbed my backpack and headed towards the laundry room blaming myself for falling for my sister on the bus. Since we arrived at this place, she seemed to be wanting to control everything and it seemed to me that she gave what she had in return wanting to gain control over me and this whole journey.
But my jaw dropped as I turned the corner and saw Isla who I had never really thought much about before, naked. Glancing over, I saw the back of her nicely curvaceous hips, round ass and thighs. Not even a piece of thread covering them. When she heard my footsteps, she turned slightly in my direction showing her round, full, circular breasts with protruding nipples. She smiled innocently as there was nothing unusual about being completely naked in the laundry room.
"What the fuck!" I stopped on my tracks and let my eyes relish every inch of her naked frame.
"What?" She asked giving me a haughty smile. Take off your filthy cloths to wash." Her order came as a gentle request while she turned completely towards me to give me as much as my eyes could handle.
"Go ahead, c'mon now?" Isla sad again taking good glimpses at my crotch. Holly shit, I was already hard I thought to myself looking down and went on to drop my shots and undies in one pushdown.
"Nice!" Isla said seductively. "We met on the bus but never saw each other. Now we have" she giggled. I was speechless. I liked her new found personality. Perhaps it was another side of Isla that I never knew. As I handed over my clothes to her she took another good look at my cock that was firm and smiled wrinkling the side of her mouth. I always thought my slightly curved up cock with a huge mushroom shape head and a normal size shaft was ugly perhaps even looked out of proportion. After seeing the way that Isla looked at, I felt better that it might not be all that bad looking after all.
"Maybe you should take a shower while the clothes are washing. I'll take a shower after and we can relax for bit before we head out, if that's ok with you?"
"Yes, I was thinking about the same thing" I replied heading towards the bathroom. After finding a fresh towel, I turned on the water and waited for hot water which I haven't showered in for a week, but the water never turned hot. I turned the water off thinking that there might be some setup and as I was searching around the shower, Isla walked in asking "Are you already done?"
"No, I am trying to figure out how to turn the hot water on."
She smiled after taking another eyeful of my private parts, sniggering as she did. I may have turned crimson. "Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you. The note they left said there are switches for the washer, kitchen faucet and shower to turn on the water heaters. It says turn on the switch inside the cabinet in bathroom and wait for 5 minutes for water to get hot and turn the switch off when hot water is not needed."
I laughed for no reason enjoying Isla's small naked frame. Lecherous thoughts occupied my mind as Isla open cabinet doors and snooped into a few things, turning, bending and standing on her toes to look inside. Her erotic frame was stretched in each direction, certainly stretching my imagination beyond limits. My eyes fed on her beautify that I had never noticed before. Those firm and full buttocks, flawless long legs with fleshy thighs for girl her height, thin waist just below her round breasts with pink areolas and firm nipples.
"I think this is it." Isla said and stood on her toes to reach it. Unable to contain myself I quickly stood behind her leaning over her to turn the switch on, purposely pressing my shaft on her buttocks.
"Hey, don't get any ideas." She giggled.
"What ideas? This is a bathroom, not a bus." I said laughing and stood in front of her wishing she would come and play after seeing my erect cock.
"Tempting, but not now." She said placing her index finger over her lips all while smiling. "Sometimes I become a bitch when I don't get enough sex" she was almost inaudible.
I was unconstrained for a change. "I feel like I am turning into an animal too after this morning." We both had a good laugh. Five minutes hadn't gone by yet but I turned the water on knowing even the cold water here is lukewarm and jumped inside the shower closing the shower curtain.
"Would you like me to join you Cyril?" Isla asked and invited herself into the shower. There was no need to answer her and her wicked smile gave a way that she wanted something, sex.
"What would you do for me if I shower with you?" She asked like a naïve little girl, but however innocent she sounded, I knew she wanted something.
"I'll clean you all over with my tongue like a little puppy, how's that?"
"Oh my gosh, how did you learn to talk like that?" She said pushing away from the water to stand in front of me while I soaped myself waiting for Isla to give me the green light. With any other girl I would have force the issue but with Isla it was different.
No other words were spoken while she adjusted the water temperature, shampooed and soaped herself. I was feeling the desperate desire to cum again and wanted none other than to have real sex with Isla right there in the shower.
I stood behind her, lifted her wet hair and kissed the nape of her neck, inching her body against mine. I noticed her closing her eyes and should have felt my rod lodging on the crack of her buttocks. I kept kissing her neck, ear, and cheeks while my natural movements caused my cock to press down towards her anus. She gasped and pushed her ass backwards to meet me and teased my cock never allowing it to penetrate.
"You are trying to go the wrong way on my one way street" She hissed. "Maybe one day... Are you an ass man?" She probed teasing my cock more with her wiggling her ass.
"Never tried to say I am."
Then without a word, I pivoted her around and dropped to my knees in front of her, grasping her thighs as I pushed my tongue onto her clit. Isla whined pulling my head into her. Within a minute, her legs appeared to be going weak, but she refused to lean against the wall. Instead she tightened her thighs firmly locking my face between them. My tongue formed a delicate route from clit to pussy, tasting her, teasing her. Finally, I sensed that she was ready to cum by all the groans and moans that broke out of her lips, I pushed a finger into her soaked pussy while my tongue molested her clit vigorously. Isla moaned as my finger went in, and I immediately felt her orgasm. Her cum ran down her inner thigh and dissolved in the water that sprayed on us from the showerhead. I licked her thighs as there was more of her nectar remained to be gulped.
"FUCK! That was great!" Isla murmured still shivering from her climax. "Thank you Cyril... I really, really needed that. Gosh you were great!"
When I stood up, my sister gave me a long passionate kiss tasting her own cum from my tongue and lips.
"I am going to have a hard time with your swollen head" She said jokingly then held my aching cock. I had been hard for good long time without any relief and I was ecstatic that she was finally ready to help me out of my misery.
She knelt before me and clasped her hand around my cock and stroked as she sucked, cupping her other hand around my ass and pulling me closer to her. Isla looked up and smiled impishly rubbing the underside of my shaft with her chin. Then she opened her mouth broadly to take my huge mushroom head into her warm mouth. She sucked it during which she twirled her tongue around to tease me for what it was worth. Isla then slid her lips up and down the full hardness, taking bit more into her slick mouth, each time her lips reached the shaft where she had her hand firmly wrapped. Her mouth slurping and drooling all over my cock. I looked down in utter shock wondering whether it was even imaginable to receive a blowjob that feels this good. Only a few girls have taken my cock into their mouths but this was easily the best blowjob ever and it was from none other than my own sister. Slowly, she worked to take an inch at a time into her divine mouth that she kept full of her saliva. By the time she was able to swallow my entire length, I knew the pleasure that she was giving me was too much for me to endure and still stay in her mouth without unloading. I was more than ready to accept the defeat of not being able to last as long as I wanted but then Isla abruptly stopped and got to her feet.
"Shoot inside!" She said parting her legs. I needed no more encouragement than that. I bent my knees holding my cock aiming between my sister's legs, rubbing the big mushroom back and forth few time in search of her love canal. She moaned and closed her eyes in bliss. Her eyes shot open when the thick head pressed into the opening and I drove three inches or so into her heat. Fuck! I certainly knew that I was spreading her wide! Isla cried out and pulled at my body as she desperately wanted more.
Isla cried out and pulled at my body articulating she desperately wanted more of it. I knew better and slowly increased the pace of my thrusting until I was driving into her depths. She was virtually frantic by that point and I thought she just might reach another climax very quickly. I held myself still, my cock deep inside her. She beamed, calmly shut her eyes and said; "Fuck me Cyril, fuck me. I need a good fuck right now."
I slid in and out of her for few minutes before I shot my load and collapsed. We held each other tightly for a moment before I hesitantly withdrew my cock from her velvety hive. Arching her back, Isla engulf my manhood with her mouth, and letting her tongue swirl around making sure she cleaned up every last drop. The sensations were jolting and my body continued to spasm with every greedy flick of her tongue.
"Fuck! That was amazing. I am glad that I have a hot chick for sister." I tried to catch my breath.
Isla chuckled whipping her lips. "I couldn't imagine you doing the stuff we did with George, had he come" We laughed together. "Is there a shower sex scene in Kama Sutra?" she giggled.
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