Troy wasn't even looking at her, his focus was entirely on her last virgin hole, which was gaping just very slightly from the ministrations of his fin...er. During their lessons he'd been devoted to preparing Becky for this very moment, stretching her hole, getting her accustomed to having it filled, but she'd never had anything as big as his cock inside of the tight aperture. "This is going to hurt a little," he told her, a kind of male satisfaction threaded through his tone. "It will get better. I had a WTF moment, figuring that our budding friendship might just have run just its course. After returning, however, he said nothing about the magazines, and we continued chatting.Following a pause in our conversation a while later, Morgan sheepishly said, “I’m sorry.” Picking up on my quizzical expression he continued, “That I was such a shit to you in high school.”I smiled benignly before asking, “Why did you torment me?”He shrugged and replied, “I was jealous of you.”“What… why?” I asked. We always thought how good was for them doing there, how was confortable for Keith to sit while Donna went up and down on him... Goodness, better stop here.But, one day, the unavoidable happened. They went on vacation for a month at Europe and we went to their home to do all these stuff people do when their neighbours are out. And then, it was there... the armchair! The armchair of our dreams, right here in our front. And nobody would stop us to have her!“I always ask myself why I didn’ty. She was shy at first, not wanting anyone to see us make out-but I convinced her to be more open. I ripped off her little Hoodie and quickly pinned her to the seat of the Caravan. "Sean!" Stephanie laughed "I don't want anyone seeing us......what if my mom cetches you?". "I don't care" I smiled, while holding onto her Jacket. Underneath her little hoodie was a black Tank top, which shown off her Beautifull tits.....as well as her slim form. "My you are Beautifull" I remarked as I kissed her.