Slowly I walked back next door to our house, opened the door and walked in.“Did she get off all right?” my Dad asked as I walked in.I just nodded ...nd headed for my room. Once there I sat on my bed, and for the first time in a long time, picked up my guitar. One chord told me what I should have known anyway, it was horribly out of tune. I tunes the E string quickly by ear, then matched all the other strings until I had a properly tuned instrument. Then I began to play. I started with the theme. “What the hell?” Mason yelled at us as we surfaced.“Hey Mason. Hey Trevor,” I said as I smoothed my hair back with both hands to draw their attention to my chest. “You guys oughta start a band!”Bethany giggled because it was fucking absurd, but that’s the kind of shit we had to do to get the attention of guys our age. Play dumb, pretend they were cool, and show off our boobs. I hated it, but I didn’t make the rules.“Totally,” Bethany said with a grin that barely hid her sarcasm. She reached. The movement awakened her, and she opened her eyes. I smiled. “Good morning.”Her gaze sharpened, and she lifted her head. “What ... oh. I’m sorry, did I keep you awake?”“No, I just woke up, myself.”“I need to get...” she started to sit up.“Watch you-” I said quickly, but it was too late.Sharon tried to sit up in the bed, and ran straight into the padded ceiling. “Ow!” She dropped down onto her back, and clapped one hand to her forehead.“Watch your head, there’s not enough room to sit straight. I was so horny that it didn't take long for my first orgasm. I kept up fucking him faster and faster as I felt another orgasm take over my body. My juices where flowing out of me like a faucet. I stood up, getting on my hands and knees. I reached for my ass and spread my cheeks and told him, now fuck me from behind. He got behind me, grabbed me by my hips and shoved his cock deep up inside me. It felt so good. Now you nasty ol man fuck me harder. I want your cock deep inside me. He did just as.