It was the only time, and it was because the pressure from her parents was too much. The poor Indian girl was in tears when she sat in the principal's...office. That was when she promised herself that one day she would get Karen back.As years passed, the two girls matured. If you can believe it, they were friends through most of High School. In reality, Roxy still despised Karen, but was feigning friendship so that one day she could have the means to return Karen's favor. Her grudges lasted that. “Thanks.”He just smiled this big smile of high wattage and said, “Man it looks good on you.”“What?” I said, confused.“Love.”Then he turned: “Next customer.”By the time I got to the car, which I could barely find, I’d developed an acute case of low-grade blue-balls, the likes of which I’d never experienced before. It was like my crotch had suffered this terrible earthquake and now, periodically, and unpredictably, my balls would rumble with an after-shock; in some cases causing minor discomfort,. I stood between them and lifted her waist up positioning her pussy over my cock, then together our sexes met and with a groan I slipped into her wet pussy for the first time and she held onto me as she took my whole length."Oh Peter" she gasped.Then still holding her waist I started to fuck her, steadily pumping my cock into that sweet wet pussy, my cousins hot wet pussy.She gripped hold of me begging me to fuck her harder, fuck her deeper, I took hold of her soft round ass cheeks and pulled. I knocked the door. There she was. After seeing me she laughed. And I was like. Oh man everyone’s here. Stop the smile. I can’t control my self kissing you.After few minutes my aunt and uncle were going outside for 2 hours. I asked my aunt when will you come. She said maybe 2 hours or more. A little shopping is left for your sister.We would come as soon as possible. I instantly gave a reply. No. Take your own time. And they were like what!? . I covered my self saying that. Take your own time.