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I had to bend my knees a fair bit in order to be able to even have the tip of my dick slide between her pussy lips, but when it did, I thrust my hips forward and slid back inside her. I could hear my lower belly slam against her french mature ass over her moans. The chair on which she leaned squeaked and I was positive it was going to give way, when a face appeared behind the hole in the wall. I could have sworn it was Lawan's face, but it couldn't be (I wasn't that drunk). The face, even though I had expected it to vanish the moment I took notice of it, stayed. I kept fucking Lawan from behind, and I kept looking at the face through the hole in the wall. Lawan had to have noticed it herself as well, but she did nothing about it, nor did she tell me to stop - so I didn't. I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer towards me every time I pushed my body forward. At this point - and I can't be sure this actually happened but I'm pretty damn sure it did - Lawan came, screaming even louder than before, holding tight onto the chair. I kept going, however - if there was one thing I would get out of this freakishly weird experience, it was going to be an orgasm. Now, I don't know how much all you guys enjoy the fantasy (or maybe even the actual memory) of girls and their twin sisters, but for me, the realization of that sheer possibility did something to me. To this day, I still don't know whether the face in the hole in the wall was actually Lawan's twin sister's, but the second that very thought entered my mind, I was all gone. I think (I hope!) I pulled out just in time for the first wave of cum to hit the back of her leg, and I can safely say everything else landed on her tiny ass and lower back. I kept staring at the face as I blew my load over Lawan. She let me, waiting for me to finally let go of her. Then she stood up, cum dripping down her leg, as she walked towards the face, that vanished just in time for Lawan's hand to hit it. My dick was still twitching when Lawan picked up my shirt from the floor and pushed it into my chest. Go, she screamed, go real french go go go go! I put my shirt back on, but didn't even have time to button my jeans back up: I got pushed down the stairs with my half-hard dick still out. I ignored the screaming in the living room and quickly ran outside to avoid being chased by Lawan's angry dad. She followed me outside and waited for the door to be slammed shut behind us. The peace outside brought the both of us back to our senses. I laughed, and even Lawan chuckled, Full French Movie before she kissed me on secretaire francaise the cheek. It wasn't until she had disappeared back inside and the screaming had once again started before I realized my dick was hanging out. I finally hid it safely back into my pants, stared at the house for a few moments and took off. As I walked away, the noise eased down. I was back in the dodgy part of Pattaya, with the A perfect French handjob fresh memory of a tiny little Thai girl in front of me, and the imagination of that very Thai girl, fully naked, having to explain what had happened to her dad - and possibly to her twin sister as well. Chapter 5 I go back into my little world, keep my head down, graduate High School early and I’m off to college at 17. It's a small Liberal Arts College several hours away from the home I'm dying to get out of. I just keep on with my earlier routine of getting good grades and having few friends. Who knows? Maybe I'll just be celibate from now on. I live in a dorm and go by my real name, Kevin. My room mate studies a lot, as do I, but he goes home every weekend and I have the room to myself. My sex life consists of masturbating while thinking about the coeds and sorority girls in my classes. There are some really cute ones of course but not a whole lot of variety. They wear the same clothes, do their hair the same. Life is just a parade of varying combinations of breasts and butts and faces. One of my few friends is a hot Goth girl named Christine. She has great tits, and wears what I consider to be sexy outfits which get me kind of fired up. It was bursting at the seems with erotic imagery, arousing smells, sensual touches, and pleasures that rivaled the first time experiences from her youth. 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