I drew up the car to the side and stopped to look. She was not conscious. Her shirt was way up and I could see her bra. She was breathing hard and her... 37-inch breasts were heaving in rhythm. The top button of her shirt was open and only three others held it in place. A small artery gave way to a flow of blood to my penis. I could feel the heat building up in my loins. I adjusted myself and set off for my place. On the way, I stopped at a public booth and called her parents to tell them she was. "Why don't you girls make it a race? See who can be the first to make us cum...I mean the first to make the milk come out." How exciting," thought Sindy. "A race with my sister!"Sindy began to bob her head up and down faster and faster and sucked as hard as she could on the captain's penis. She could hear both pilots groaning and worried that they might be taking too long to get the milk back out. She looked across at her sister and the girls made eye contact. Sindy liked the way the co-pilot’s. What finally changed that attitude was some porn I was reading. The writer described the feeling of the tip of a cock touching his asshole; I don't know why but I suddenly wanted to feel that myself. The only problem was I had no idea how to find somebody to do it for me.My first chance came while I was camping in Yosemite. I had driven down to Mammoth and was enjoying one of the local hot springs. A young guy showed up and we chatted a bit. I then got out of the water and laid face down on my. Cien didn’t say anything for a long time. When I looked up at him, I forced a small smile. His frown should have been able to knock a tree down. ‘Is there any thing the matter, my Lord?’ Cien shook his head and moved to the side, allowing me to pass. I didn’t breathe my sigh of relief until I was well past him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cien watched her leave. There was something going on. He could feel it now. When he had heard her chamber door open, he’d followed her quickly, being quiet.