First I will let you know, how she becomes my friend. One day I met my friend who was with her girl friend. I asked my friend’s girlfriend for her f...iend for friendship. She didn’t reply. I asked my friend and he promised me that he will talk with his friend for me. One day my friend called me and told me to note down a number and talk with the girl and give my girl friend reference. I called her and have few words and fixed a place to see each other.It was Sunday morning and she came with my. We sat down and had a chat and I asked how her husband was and she told us that he was no better and would be an invalid for the rest of his life. Peter asked he if she was able to have sex and she replied that it was impossible and the only sex she ever had was with herself.I told Peter that the problem was that if she found anyone for sex locally that it would soon be all over the village where she lived and she couldn't risk that as it would finish her husband if he ever found out and that. He had some cock on him, and he knew how to use it on me. I just looked at him, and smiled.“What are you smiling at?” Adam pondered.“My best friend is fucking me hard, and I love it,” I replied.Then he leaned down a little, and gave me a kiss. As he was about to lean back, I put my arms on his back, and kept him down with me. We made out very passionately for over a minute. We were both breathing steadily, and both of our heart rates were through the roof.“This my present too, now,” I said.“I. Being students, we didn’t have much money so sex was very affordable entertainment. Being young, if either one of us made a move it would happen. And if we both made the moves it was an opportunity well worth it.Being the only one of age, I was supplying liquor at the time - wine coolers, Jack Daniels (my favorite), and rum or schnapps mostly. About 2 1/2 months into fucking Angie she told me about Erika’s 17th birthday the coming Friday. All I had to bring was the booze.Angie said to plan for.