Busted it when i met with a bike accident couple years before that, and the usual saturday night futsal sessions just made it worst. since im insured,...so what the hell, lets fix this thing..Anyways, after i'm done with the surgery, there i was, lying in my bed (its a 2 bedded room) with my leg in cast. received a lot of "get well soon' texts, visits from friends and colleagues, the whole 9 yards..So whenever nighttime came, feeling bored, i always texted this girl. lets call her sara. we've. I laid beside her and reached out to touch and feel her. She pulled my hand from her breast down to her bald pussy. It was smooth and felt hot and I ran a finger through her slit. She sighed and lifted her hips and I grinned and kept fingering her.A couple of minutes and she was panting and turned to pull me over and between her spread legs. I pushed into her hot pussy and buried my cock and she grunted and wiggled and tilted her hips. I looked into her eyes while my cock throbbed and she. "Thanks, dad," Stacy smiled before heading back to her room.John wanted to slap himself. Just yesterday, he was dreading the idea of Stacy having a weekend slumber party. He was so accustomed to the peace and quietness of his home, allowing him time to begin his work home. But now, he was ignoring his work, a big project due Monday, for the sake of such a beautiful and tempting young cutie. John only wished he would have realized how he could have benefited from this party sooner. He would have. Then approaching headlightsMy heart quickened a littteI was already in full view in the streetlamps, and the approachingvehicle illuminated me even moreI decided to simply continue walking to be conservative and not seemanything but someone (though stylish for an evening) walking on theneighborhood sidewalkThe car slowedThe car stopped on the cross street that I was going toI heard one word as I noticed the car driver side window slide down"Lovely'In the shadow of the vehicle I could guess the.