There was one of the many solider games he spent way too much money on, paused on the screen. Beer bottles and pizza crusts lay abandoned on the coffe... table, floor, and even the couch. “Could you be any more of a cliché for twenty year old bachelors?” He shrugged, pushed some things around, and made room for me on the couch. He pressed play and resumed his game as I began talking about my day. He nodded and shrugged, showing that he was vaguely listening. Things don’t really change. I felt it. Complaining as I eagerly comply, pouting as I watch you push your pants down and get impatient, “Holy fuck, Evan, please.”Gasping as you suddenly line your cock head up with my entrance and slide into me, your weight partially on me as you feel my tightness and how wet I am and thrust harder. You groan, “So fucking wet,” and pull back, grabbing my hips and pulling me towards you as you thrust back in all the way to your balls. You declare, “I don’t care who sees that I am mad as fuck for your. It was beautiful. She was making each pass a little more positive than the last until she was nuzzling firmly between my pussy lips, her face getting wet from my juices as she buried her mouth in me. My hips were soon beginning to twitch of their own accord from the sensations I was feeling and I knew I was going to climax for a second time under Cara's attentions. She must have realised how close I was becoming, for she suddenly moved her hand from my thigh and slid two fingers right into my. My girlfriend’s hand was on my thighs, and Abhi’s leg was on my leg. Both of them were slowly moving their parts up and down. After some time, we had dinner and after that, we were chatting and sipping wine.Shrish: Honey, you forget to bring ice cream.Me: Ohh! Sorry dear, I will bring it now. Wait for a while, I will be back in a few minutes.Here the main story starts.I got out of the room for ice cream and some condoms. They both were sitting opposite each other. Oops! I forgot to tell what.