Okay, maybe that’s not entirely true, but for the most part my every sexual thought was now directed at my girlfriend. One day, I started to give Co...rrine a backrub—as I had millions of times before—only to realize that I was just giving her a backrub. Not as an excuse to caress the shape of her body, and not a backrub with the hope of it leading to sex. Just a backrub. It was actually kind of a relief. The end of an era. At long last, after months of lusting, and teasing, and confusion, my. Of course I didn’t stop there and insisted on full nudity and no doors to be closed on their bedrooms or their bathrooms either. I wanted to see them at any time, getting dressed to go out, taking a bath, or even peeing.I still found excuses to punch Mom’s tits but I didn’t need any excuse to punch my sister’s tits.Then one day Mom was bent over in the kitchen looking for something in a lower cabinet. I came up behind her and stuck my cock in her pussy from behind. She jumped up and turned. She really is. She wants my juice too. I look back into Cat’s eyes. “Yes, I’m gonna give you both my juice.” Cat’s beautiful eyes are full of lust. She flinched when I bit her nipple. She flinched when I stuck my thumb in her ass. But her gaze is unflinching now. The longer we stare into each other’s eyes the more erotic it becomes. Jen’s pussy is telling me that she wants me and Cat’s eyes are telling me that she wants me. I am so fucking turned on. It can’t get any better than this. A. Believe it or not, these parts are priced and sold FOB our shipping dock. The shipping people even bitch about the extra packing required for overseas shipment. I understand that we make good money on these orders but we make the buyer handle all the export paperwork. Does that make sense to you?" No, Bill, it sure doesn't. Have you ever been to South America?"Stevens shook his head, no."It's the place old American cars seem to go to die. Particularly in countries like Venezuela, it's like.