I wasn't really keen on Mr. Walters' sloppy seconds, but then in a more general sense she always had been that. Without any further hesitation, lest t...e old bastard have another chance to tease me, I rammed my tool all the way into her. Even with his cum already in there, her pussy didn't feel all that different, which is to say, as wonderful as I remembered. Alison squealed as I filled her up, her fuck holes now both stuffed."Keep it down, baby, don't want anybody hearing you," Mr. Walters. And then I said “Ye to cartoon charaters h”. She said “Yes”. I said acha design h. It was a white bra with cartoon characters.Again I held her tightly and we continued talking. After 2-3 min I tried to see bra again and I said “Ek baar ache se dekhna h”. She resisted. But I slide my right hand inside and held her right now and squeezed it. Unhone mera hath bahar nikal kurti and she got angry. wo sofa and uth ke jane lge. I held her with waist and pull her. She sat on my lap. I held her tightly. " They all went into the attic. All a bit drunk.The game of the night was truth or dare.Kat, the French girl, was dressed up as a slutty cat. Kyle was dressed up as Robin Hood. And Marshal was dressed up as a gangster with big fake gold chains and a spray painted air soft gun.The attic was filled with boxes and old stuff with sheets draped over them.They sat in a circle, with a lantern in the middle."Kayla, truth or dare?" Kyle said,"Dare." She said with an anxious smile,"Ok... Um, I dare you. “Same deal!” he shouted. “Kiss one of your friends!” Katie turned instantly, grabbed hold of Heather’s shirt and pulled her close. Heather didn’t have time to think or react. Katie’s tongue danced against her own. Their lips pressed together. Somewhere in her alcohol-addled mind, Heather realized this was their first kiss. Ever. In front of a drunken horde of forty-five-year-old men, in exchange for a can of Natty Light. But what a kiss. Heather didn’t want it to end. By the end of the night,.