.. oh god you must think I am some sort of weirdo or something... shit sorry" the man babbled as he stepped aside and hurried past her.Jane turned as ...he swept passed her and did some very quick thinking. Surely she couldn't press a liaison with this stranger... could she? it was wrong and he could be an axe murderer or something. On the other hand if he was an axe murderer, surely he wouldn't have just run away from a veritable gift victim. The thought of having a stolen moment with a complete. ”I sighed, “It had to, didn’t it? In the end, all my concerns, all my fears, all my insecurities pale compared to my need to restore my relationship with my little sister. The taboo against what we wanted to do, what we may do, just can’t stand in the way of that. I’ve paid little concern to what society thinks of how I live my life, preferring to do as I told your father — doing my best to not harm anyone, living by the golden rule.“I know from harsh experience it’s not possible to live your. Having told him I had to give up my primo stash (not why), he did what a true friend does: he stole someone else's stash to give to me.Thanks to cellular technology, word quickly spread that I had let Dude and PackRat into the den. Showing up, like always, to get a hit or two and go on their merry way, were "Skeeter," "Ace" (because of his lone tattoo), "Freeloader" and "M.J." Of this group, M.J. was the most welcome, as she once upon a time was a reasonably good-looking girl who I had a crush. We got onto the bed and took eachother's shirts off. She had a great pair of tits so I dove right into them and sucked on them for a few minutes. I was getting so hard through my jeans that she pointed out the bulge and told me to take them off. I did so to reveal my 9 inch rock hard cock. She licked the tip at first teasing me then slipped her lips over and went back and forth on my cock. Her lips were absolutely amazing wrapped around my dick and just when I was about to come I noticed.