I feel a stiffness come on. It's not a problem, nobody can see it from here.I start touching yourself over my pants, drifting off into fantasy while I... look at the back of their heads, remembering how they look, their big breasts hiding under their summer dresses.One of them stand up, turn around and we make eye contact. She smiles but I am so embarrassed I avert my eyes. "Don't want to seem creepy, that will ruin my chances. Oh god that was probably creepy, it's over. I'll spend the festival. .then a blast of fluid gushes out...not piss...or maybe piss with something mixed with it...either way, it sprays into my open mouth, I choke, and swallow, and some of it spills down my chin. Another spasm and more comes out. I’m ready this time and catch most of it. I drink it down gratefully, not even caring what it is, just happy for the privilege of swallowing whatever this slut is willing to feed me from her pussy. “Oh, yeah,” she sighs, “you like that, you filthy pervert...drink it up.”. Then he was sliding out again, just to the tip of his cock head, before plowing back into her, more forcefully this time. Then back out as slowly as before and then back in.“Yes, yes!” She gasped to the stranger as she felt his strong arms intertwining her wonderful curvy body as he held her tight. “Yes!” She repeated as she felt his manhood increase in speed. Her cunt ached so badly to be fucked harder.“Fuck me! Fuck me, yes!” She begged now almost uncontrollably. The stranger pulled. .." Paul hung his head. "I've no doubt your sister had herhand..." Leave Susan out of this Paul," Chris replied. "Maya made her own mindup, made her choice. I admit Susan thought that Peter should have beenborn a girl." She paused. "And I'll even admit so did my mother."I had to keep quiet, as the realisation dawned on me. Mrs Hughes wasMaya's grandmother...!Maya finally allowed her father to visit her. And he was not a happyman."Peter why did you allow yourself to be mutilated as you have?".