”“Buck, do you like to fuck?”She giggled when I told her my name. I followed her into the limo. The guys would understand after I told them abou... this hot girl. They’d never believe me.“I’m Bonnie. Pleasure to meet you.”She took a joint out of her purse and lit it. We shared it back and forth until it was done. She took out a mirror and cut up some coke. We each did some lines. She put her head on my shoulder. She smelled like flowers. I was liking this girl.She kissed me in the limo. Her lips. I spent about two years grieving and feeling sorry for myself, even though I knew had she been there, McKayla would have smacked me around a time or seven. I didn't want Maureen to think I had moved on quickly, but nor was I fixated on living out my days in celibacy."Mom says to tell you to sell the house, find someone who makes you happy and make me a little brother or sister." I'm not selling the house, sweetheart," I smiled. After she watched the message her mom left her, Maureen always told. And it was about to get even more surprising. Jacob slipped his fingers around the elastic of Casey’s thong hugging her hips. The mere feel of his fingers wrapping around it sent a rush through her body in anticipation of revealing her wet crevice to the ones eating dinner. She wondered what the audience was going to think of seeing her smooth glistening skin at her private place of entry. Slowly, Jacob pulled her thong down. As it peeled away from her tenderness, the light of the room shined. He arched his back and picked me right up off the bed with his arms locked around my back squeezing me in a bear hug. He held me like that for several seconds while the cum boiled up out of his balls and into my eager pussy.When the first blast hit the back of my vagina, my pussy went crazy, grabbing and squeezing his cock like it wanted to milk him of every drop. I felt him spurt into me over and over again. Every time he would shudder and hold me tighter. It felt like he was trying to pump.