Virile and tall.Every time the bus doors would open I would catch a whiff of his cologne, damn he smelt good. He was dark with darting black eyes, lo...ng eye lashes, a shaved head and a nicely trimmed goatee. We talked, but I couldn’t stop thinking naughty thoughts, my mind filled with pictures of him and my room mate.I was up against the wall, him pressed into me, His voice mesmerizing me. It softly pulsed over and into me filling me with even more desire. I looked at his lush lips and pink. After dinner I watched some T.V. and then went to bed. The lights in my room were off, the door was opened, and I was waiting for my step-dad to come and touch me again. I wasn’t even wearing any panties, just my bra. I used to sleep naked most of the time, so he wasn’t going to doubt me after finding that I wasn’t wearing any panties. After thirty minutes, my step-dad came in quietly. I closed my eyes, pretending to be in sleep. I didn’t have a blanket on me, and when he touched me, he must. "It had been suggested that Miriam's brother, Martin, could be by best man. NO WAY! I disliked him on sight. He was one of the local thugs, about 5 years older than Miriam and built like a brick shit-house. In any case I had a mate from the old days to do the honours, -- Andy Rowe-- who like me had joined the forces, and had been down the Falklands in the navy. Andy turned out to be a good choice, as on my stag night -- at the Playboy Club in Walthamstow -- he not only kept me relatively sober. She stared down at my nicely waxed pussy with the little diamond ring poking out. “Best cunt I’ve ever seen.” She complemented me. She ran her fingers up and down the outer lips of my pussy making me moan out loud. She dipped one finger in making me squirm. She slid her finger in and out fucking my pussy until she got me nice and wet. “Mmmmm. I want to taste your sweet honey.” She purred in my ear while taking her finger out and licking it clean. She pushed my legs up and apart putting my cunt.