Raus aus dem Haus ihrer Eltern, raus aus der Uni, raus aus ihrer Beziehung, raus aus ihrem verkorksten Leben - einfach raus.Aber dazu müsste sie Geld... haben, eine Bleibe, Leute zu denen sie gehen kann, bei denen sie sich ausheulen konnte. Das Leben war eine Schlampe. Und Karma is a Bitch. Und überhaupt ist die Welt ungerecht. Das alles hatte sie jetzt bestimmt schon zum vierten Mal dem Barkeeper in der kleinen Kneipe hinterm Bahnhof erzählt. Und er hatte die Geschichte brav über sich ergehen. Her breathing was becoming fast. I moved my arms on her stomach and felt the soft buttery flesh.It was a divine feeling.Sonam moved her hands over my thighs and stopped over my crotch. She started rubbing slowly over my zip. I moved my hands slowly to her breasts. I caressed them slowly and I tried to figure out the location of the nipples. Sonam started squeezing my cock. Her nipples were becoming hard and I could now feel them over the blouse. I squeezed and pinched her nipples. She asked me. The wind felt good on my cock, it was a warm breeze and the spray from the ocean was hitting it as well. Then I realized this was not a dream, I woke up and my sister was on top of me, riding my cock. I could not help but realize that Tammy's pussy felt incredible. In fact she was the best lay I think I have ever had. Then she put her hands on my chest and started to bounce a bit more. Her tits were hanging in front of my face and I lifted my head and took her gumdrop sized nipple into my mouth. Suddenly Mille felt confused, ‘All I’ve ever heard at work is, ‘Mr. Courtier never joins in the parties or after hour wind downs.’ Then why is he here now?’ She wondered. Focusing hard, Millie tried to recall what had transpired before his arrival. ****** Millie remembered that when she first got there Will had already claimed a booth conveniently located near the hallway leading to the restrooms. As he waved to her, she watched his eyes roam over her lime green dress a moment or two longer.