My parents hate me!” He laughed again. “Ah well, You can live with me.” “You wouldn’t get tired of me?” “I ne...er get tired of you.” I tore my eyes away from the road for a split second to look into his. I shivered with electricity, hands shaking on the wheel. He was always dropping hints like that. But I could never trust myself to believe anything--- We went to bed late again that night. When his parents were asleep, we snuck into the liquor cabinet. I was getting Desperate for her day by day and started masturbating by Fantasizing her. May be one of the reason that I was single. Finally, I bring that much of courage that I can break the ice in between both of us. Next day when she was passing by my side, I make her stop. She stops and took out her ear phones and said “YES” with a little bit of attitude on her facial expression. In order start with the conversation I used old Bollywood trick that “ I HAVE SEEN YOU SOMEWHERE ?“ . To which. . She loved it doggy style, and I was giving it to her when her husband came to. He decided he would slide under her and lick her clit...much to her and my surprise. We figured out how to make this work and it was really getting her hot...I mean really hot. She was bucking like crazy, and I was thinking wow, this is really hot, and my dick is really wet.... Then I started to realize that maybe something else was going on....and then my cock slipped out of her pussy..and next thing I know. After working lots of lube into Tina's tight asshole, John moved the head of his dick to her rosebud and whispered, "Are you ready?"Tina nodded, so John gently started to push forward. Dave had stopped his thrusting motion waiting for John to penetrate. John pushed gently and slowly until he felt his crown slip inside. Tina gasped, so John stopped to allow her to adjust then gently pushed deeper and deeper. Dave could feel additional pressure on the underside of his dick. He remained motionless.