Main tab pagal sa ho raha tha. Mene apna khada lund apni lower or rajayi se bahar kar reet ki bahar nikli gand ke pass kar dia or apni rajayi se uski ...gand dhak di. Ab mera lund reet ki gand ka saparsh saaf mehsoos kar raha tha. Main dheere dheere apna lund reet ki gand ke bicho bich ragdne laga. Main or pagal ho raha tha. Main bhul chuka tha ki reet meri cousn sis hai. Mene himat kar uski lower niche karni chahi or jaise hi mene ik ungli uski lower ko pakdi or niche karne laga reet ne kareat. "Is that it?"I knew telling them everything would be the honest thing to do but Icouldn't think of anything to say that would convince Mia to give it up.After a moment's hesitation, I finally said, "Sure. "That's it. Just payand I'm golden." Suddenly, a powerful shiver ran up and down my back.That couldn't be good."Well that should be easy enough," said Mia."Yeah, easy," said Lia as she adjusted the strap of her bikini.This felt wrong. I needed to tell them more. "There's one other thing."Mia. ‘Her name was Linda Ferris. She was in her mid- to late-40s. She was short, no more than about 5’4’, overweight and very chubby. Her nickname was ‘the Fat Bitch’. Even her PCGW colleagues considered her to have extremely poor hygiene–‘ ‘Which for that bunch is extraordinary.’ Phyllis interjected. ‘Sorry to interrupt, dear. Keep going.’ ‘Please, interrupt anytime.’ Cindy replied. ‘So she had bad hygiene and wore dirty clothes. She actually told people that her clothes were in a pile on the floor. Slowly, I got up and washed up in shear disbelief.Before I left the bathroom I looked in the stall again. I don't know why. Maybe I wanted the cock to reappear or I was wondering if it was all just a trick. Confused I walked out. My cell phone rang, just as I was making my way out of the restroom. It was my dad telling me he was waiting for me in the parking lot. It was a close call. If he would have called early, I would have been in big trouble. The walk to the car gave me time to compose.