"I'veseen your wall. Are you saying you DON'T want to look at me?"What was she saying? Of course he wanted to look at her."I want to do more than look... at you, Keela. I don't know what I've beendoing all my life, but I want to do a lot more of the rest of it withyou!" Whoa! Steady there, big fella! I like you, too, but we've known eachother for most of 22 years, and we've never even held hands. I admit I'vebeen hiding in my books and my workshop and concentrating on getting myengineering. One day I reached home and saw that no one was there. My house was locked. So, I went to her house and called my mother. She told that she has gone shopping and she would come back in 2 hours. My mother had already told the neighbor aunt about this and that I would stay at her home for the next 2 hours.I was very happy. I noticed that there was no one else in her house. She was alone. I asked her about her son. She told that he has gone for a picnic from school and would come back at night. It. This story of mine is about how i got to fuck my sexy cousin sister.. All this happened around 2 years back. Thanks for the response on my first story ” A Journey To Heaven (Pussy)..”To those who have not read my first story, a small precap.. After whole day of sightseeing around 8 pm my father decided to go to another waterfall which was 150 kms away from the place where we were staying.. so we left the hotel and started around 9.30pm after the dinner.. We all were again sitting in the same. In it were described the exploits of a homosexual being prosecuted for another crime. The report went into great detail and read more like pornography than an evaluation, a sign that the author had some prurient interest. Reading the report I found that he had used the hitchhiker routine. It seems a young single male is picked up late at night for only one reason, sex. After a couple of beers that evening I went out to one of the main highways in DC to try my luck. It was a weeknight and.