"Have you ever been happy?" I asked him.He looked confused but nodded his head."When?" I asked."The day I married, when my baby girl came, a lot of ti...es," he replied."I gave up everything at the crossroads," I told him. "Would you?"He shook his head and looked away."And you're angry: because you play your guitar and I became mine."I walked away from all of them.She did not need to ring the doorbell; she had not given back the key I gave her when she was with me. I was waiting for her, naked on. She was taller than me, and her tits were magnificent, jutting globes that bounced mightily whenever she moved. Her hips were broad and wiggled hugely as she walked, especially when she thought any boys were watching. Which, to be fair, they usually were!She was having a party to celebrate her parents being away for a weekend, and the house was being looked after by a man friend of theirs who, Samantha said, fancied her. She had invited about a dozen girls of our class at school, and around ten. ” At the sound of that, I kneeled in front of her (keep in mind she’s sitting up in a lawn chair on a towel). I slid down her bikini bottoms and let lose my hard dick from my shorts.I slide down between her thighs and she thrust them toward me and grabbed my cock and slid the head inside her. She let out a little moan and I entered her. She was already wet and her cunt was so fucking hot around my cock I felt like I was going to melt inside her. She moaned loader and whispered to me, “Oh my. “Nasty bitch,” he mumbled in my ear, as he reached down to my aching pussy to lubricate his middle finger. I pumped his pulsating cock frantically. I could feel his middle finger join his index finger inside my quivering asshole. He fucked his fingers deep inside my willing ass sternly and without mercy. When his steaming cock welled up and began to spasm, I went over the top again, this time with more f***e than my first orgasm. As I strained to remain standing, I felt the first gush of his.