There I was on my way. I took the ferry. I takes almost an hour to arrive and when I got there Zefa was waiting for me at the exit. I noticed she got ...ome weight. Her current husband wants her like that. But she’s still very attractive. A short pink dress, very sexy. Foreshadowed the absence of bra, as usual. The nipples notice themselves. We kissed has we continued the way to the garage. I saw men taking a greedy look at her. I told her: “You're turning many heads. Guys are all staring at. And Sarah was in the doorframe.''What the FUCK!?! she exclaimed.''I was petrified. Confused, it took me a couple of seconds to realise: If she was there then who... I lifted the covers... Sophie. Looking up at me, eyes wide in surprise and my cock still balls deep in her mouth. I looked back at Sarah: '' I thought...''''Shut up! I dont care what you think... And you... What the fuck do you think you're doing!?'' Argument ensued between the two of 'em. For now, I was simply happy that the. Wilson lifted up her pleated uniform skirt. Her pink cotton panties revealed a large wet spot in the center. Mr. Wilson hooked his forefinger into the crotch of her damp panties and pulled them to the side, uncovering her warm swollen pussy which was lightly decorated with short reddish-brown curly hairs. Leaning his head forward, he teased her puffy lips with his tongue. Sarah’s thighs spasmed around his neck. “Mmmm. . . Take my panties off,” Sarah murmured. Mr. Wilson slipped off the young. The other good moment, came Thursday, garbage night. Normally, taking the cans to the street is something I don't enjoy, but I met Susan outside. We hid behind my dad's car and made out for as long as we could, without someone looking for us. I laid her on the ground and laid on top of her. I kissed her passionately, while humping my cock against her crotch. It felt so good between her legs, my boner grinding against her mound, her body responding to mine. I could hardly let her go, wanting to.