In a few seconds she visibly relaxed a little and nodded to Max. He began to push a little more and in only a few more seconds he was buried to the hi...t in Sue's stretched bottom. He held himself all the way inside and then, when Sue seemed to relax a little, began to move out slightly. He made shallow in and out movements, always watching for Sue's reaction and soon she was trying to press back against him. In another couple of minutes she was becoming increasingly aroused. Max slowly pulled. From there, her hands slid down and under his t-shirt, encircling the curls that had recently sprouted on his chest.‘You need to learn to be patient Simon,’ Mandy whispered in his ear, her tongue teasing his lobe before poking inside and out again. ‘A girl doesn’t like to be rushed.’A hand settled on his joggers and, with ease, found his cock. With her other hand, Mandy handed Simon the paper. ‘Why don’t you read it out while I have a play with this big boy?’Mandy stroked along Simon’s length,. She was holding my face with her both hands. I remove my hand which was on her shoulder and crashing her hairs to open her blouse. I was trying to open her blouse from on hand but unablr to open it.She took her one hand from my arm and now we both were trying to open the remaining hook of her blouse. It’s funny but still the hooks were not opening. Now with her even I started to moan loudly to make her hornier. It was enough now; we torn her blouse. I saw her beautiful bare breasts; she didn’t. Such friendship is so rare, it may as well be considered impossible to find. But naturally even she disappeared from my life just as easily as the rest, especially when the love of my life told me he fantasized about her. I could never see her the same way as before, after picturing him entering her, even if it was his sick daydream. Sometimes I pick up the box, the one we all have somewhere hidden in our homes or garages or storage units. The one with the dried flowers, cards, letters, mixed.