It was almost as if he were in some kind of trance. Eventually he popped up into a large cavern within the clouds. The recess was surrounded by nebulo...us walls that were constantly moving into odd new shapes. Perched upon one of these wisps of vapour was a figure he recognised. It was Allison, still dressed in her bar-maid outfit with the tablecloth tucked into the hem of her skirt. When he popped up she turned her head and patted the space beside her causing tufts of the cloud to escape and. I noticed that I was getting wet. I could never sleep when I was horny, so I decided that if I did it quietly, my sister would never notice. I have known my sister my whole life, of course, but I have never thought of her in this sort of way. She was growing up and becoming a woman. She started shaving when she was twelve and her period became regular at the same time. Under my covers, I pulled my bottoms down to my knees, my shirt just above my breasts, and began to slowly finger myself,. Your pussy is feeling warm and moist underneath your panties, and you widen your legs more and clench your butt on your seat. Your clitoris is starting to throb. The drink comes on stronger and you reach over to me, hold my face in your hands and deeply French kiss me. For a moment you remember where you are and wonder whether anyone is around, but part of you is so excited that you don’t care. You walk over to the edge of the balcony to overlook the view of the harbour, to catch your breath. He had on blue sweat shorts and a tight tank top that showed off his ripped chest. He was shaven bald with a goatee and looked to be in his 40's. He was a towering mass of muscle that I'm sure a lot of people would've been intimidated by. But not me. I pick up hitchhikers all the time. They're all just normal people trying to get somewhere that ran into some bad luck. Being on the road a lot made me sympathize with them. So I pulled over and lowered my passenger window. He walked over and.