He looked towards Becky, who lay next to him, naked, breathing heavily with her eyes closed. She looked so beautiful. He turned to his side facing Bec...y while he stroked his hardening cock. He couldn't believe what Becky did to him. Just a mere look at her made him hard. As he sat up to take a better look at Becky, he slid his hand over her wet thigh. It felt so warm, wet and inviting. As his hand travelled towards Becky's cunt, Jack could hear her moan. He went down and kissed her pussy,. Panting heavily, she watches as he drops his jeans, and lifting his shorts over his erect penis, lets them fall to the floor; the swollen, purple head is wet and she wonders in a moment of panic how all that will fit inside her tight passage. A succulent feast. He works her passage slowly, opening her wider and wider until with a groan he pierces her, crucifying her virginity on his cock; she screams and arches her back. Sweating and shaking, she experiences mild panic, but he is careful. If Mrs. Patel were tospeak about this to her hubby or anyone else we were in deep shit. I stayed home the whole of next day. Asiya called me up and asked me if things were okay and I mumbled a soft yes. Next day I was still holed up at home when I realised there was no point in hiding and decided to go down. The minute I came down my eyes went straight towards Mrs. Patel's balcony, I didn't see anyone there I was kind of relieved. I saw a few of my friends sitting around and went and joined. Stunned a little, she looked at her wrist and slowly down to the bend of her elbow, he filled the whole space between them. She stood slowly as the knot came loose, dropping her hands to her crotch as he kissed her once more. Discreetly she dug her wrist into crotch and her elbow into her navel, mapping out on her body where his swollen cock might fit, she tensed a little as she tried to imagine it filling the gap inside her. Quickly regaining her composure, her hands gathered his waistband.