“Oh, I got my answer”, she said, turned around and slid her panties once again over her cute little curvy ass. Her very pink from inside, pussy dr...pping my essence, peeked between her legs. I could guess she was leaking her own lube as well. On the sofa, she got on her knees, looked over her shoulder and said that she was ready and waiting for my cock. Mona undoubtedly, looked the sexiest woman as I saw her on her knees and elbows with her ass raised in the air for me to take. I did not delay. She had him many times and both Pete and I fucked her together until he unfortunately got back together with his bitch of a wife. He decided to give it a legitimate effort so there was no more play. Once night years later we were camping with a large group of friends. Pete was back to bitching to me discretely about his lame wife. Everyone was getting pretty tipsy so I texted both Pete and Erin at the same time asking Pete to show Erin where the best place was to go to the bathroom. They both. " That's fine, Lucy," her father said. "I'll come say goodnight in a few minutes. I've already lit the fire in your room." Thank you, father," she said, kissing him on the cheek and taking her leave. She ascended the stairs in the darkening, tiny house, until she reached her room. She found her matchbook and lit a candle, and was about to undress when she stopped. The images from those books did not leave her head all day, but what had seemed so real last night was now puzzling. Could those. This had went on for a couple of years. We were also still going up to the old shed everyday after school. What with sleeping together at least one night a week,(Sometimes two nights if our folks partyed together on Friday and Saturday Nights)and going up to the old shed after school, we were getting really good at fucking. We were now fucking in three different positions. We learned a whole lot by spying on our parents to. If they were drinking, they would never know we were in the room.