I knew it wasn't really "right" to talk about sexual conversations and topics like this, but I couldn't help it. These high school girls just turned m... on, and they didn't care that their friend was my step-daughter. They would talk about anything and not ever think twice about it. I loved it. And I'm sure that if any of their parents knew, or even my wife, things would not be pleasant.When your hormones go crazy, you really don't give a shit.One night, things went farther than I had ever. -I had my birthday presents, and I was going out for dinner with my mom and my close friends. But I still wasn’t happy. George hadn’t texted or called me to tell me happy birthday. He knew my birthday by heart. Did he just not care? I was sitting at our table completely zoned out, trying to seem happy. I just kept drifting off into thoughts of George. As I was remembering what he felt like in my hand, what it felt like to be held at night by a man I was desperately in love with, I came out of. Meri ek best freind hai riya,bahut hee sundar or sexy… uske bare mai jitna kahu kam hai… hum bachpan se hee dost hai,sath mai hee school kee padhai kee phir college bhi sath mai hee join kiya,mere dil mai use lekar koi fealings nahi thi,humare ghar bhi ek dusre ke karibe hee the kabhi- kabhi hum puri rat ek dusre ke ghar mai hee ruk jaya karte the or dher sari masti kiya karte the,wo apne ek chote bhai ke sath aya karti thi,ek din hamare parents ne manali ghumne ka plane banya sari tayariya ho. This session lasted for more than 20 minutes. I was sweating like hell. Her ass was so big that I was aroused to fuck from back. Meanwhile, she was moving her hand on his dick. The smile on her face showed the satisfaction and love for him.After that, we rested for some time side by side. I massaged his dick with one hand and her boobs in one hand. Now her husband wants a dick massage from me. So I got up and brought some oil and started massaging his dick. His dick is half of my size.In the.