Fuck did she fold. Fuck did she ever stagger and collapse and it was nothing to grab her to hoist her onto the bed.' 'You raped her. You raped her? Ki...ty you didn't tell me he raped you.' 'No, Mom, no, because he didn't. I wish he had instead.' 'Yeah, fucking right she wishes that. So I did follow her onto the bed, bounced onto the mattress already to tear her clothes off and the cunt hadn't learned. Not a fucking thing. She twisted and hoofed me in the goolies. I don't know how she got her. I could see his stiff cock sticking out as he began to rub my chest and shoulders before he made his way down to my cock. He gently began to stroke my shaft as my cock laid against my stomach. He took my cock in his hand and saw that there was pre-cum seeping out of the tip. He began to spread it around the helmet of my cock down to the top of my shaft before letting his hands slide down over my shaft barely touching it. He ended by stroking my balls and inner thigh.“My turn” he said as I. We had some beers while talking and joking. Adam could not drink as much as us and Carl only bought him a few pints to start as he was not used to it. Said he couldn’t have him too drunk. Carl made sure to go to the toilet at the same time as Adam following him in shortly after he would visit. It was rough pub and we were nearly the only ones there as it was still early. It was not hard for me to imagine what was happening when they were alone. I could picture Carl stepping up to the urinal. Our relationship was developing very fast through these intimate conversations and both of us wanted to go to the next level as soon as possible. We were staying with our families and didn’t want to go a hotel, so we just waited. Then an opportunity came. She had to go to her hometown for some work and fortunately, I used to go to the same place quite frequently for official work. We planned for a mutually convenient date and things worked out rather well. Finally, we could be together.I was.