The look of ecstasy on her face, the glistening sweat across her body, her fiery red hair a tangled mess, and those emerald green eyes staring into my...soul. The memory still gives me chills thirty-five years later.Ginger and I slept until an angry Tommy woke us from our naked embrace, slumber.“What the fuck dude, bro code, we don’t steal each other's girls,” yelled Tommy.“Dude, don’t even go there with that bro code shit. You’ve tried to fuck every girl I’ve gone out with. What, you think they. We were trying to get rid of our tan lines, or at least darken them a little. Well, at least I was. Brit, on the other hand, lied there with her legs bent at the knees, legs open enough to show her otherwise private place. Since we were best friends, I had seen it many times and I knew what it looked like when Brit bent her legs like that. What normally would have been a perfect slit, now showed its delicate lips, puckering outwards. “Brit, you’ll never get rid of the tan lines that way you. She was terrified. But, the wetness betweenher legs had become a flood.Just then, a siren's wail split the cacophony of sound swirling aroundLinda and Bobbie. Two motorcycle cops maneuvered between the motionlessautomobiles and wove their way towards the befuddled twosome.The crowd started to move back up onto the sidewalk as the officer'spresence was observed. The motorcycles rode right up to where Linda andBobbie were holding each other in the center of the intersection."Ma'am! We'll. He pushed my leg up and quickly shoved his dick in. ‘You didn’t think you could be getting that did you,’ ‘No but it feels so good,’ I moaned out. I tried to wrap my legs around him but he held them down as he slowly moved his cock in and out of my hot cunt. ‘You’re not going to get it for long though, you naughty girl.’ I savoured the pleasure not sure when it would be taken away. I could feel my orgasm building and raised my hips to encourage his dick in but my husband quickly withdrew.