After weeks of living together the sexual energy was explosive. Our tongue’s intertwined as we French kissed and caressed each other’s bodies. Mo...ths of sexual deprivation surged forward from both of us. I knew Maureen was a beautiful redhead, but I had no idea how a dancers body was like a chiseled sculpture, she was the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Maureen pushed me backwards on the couch and straddled me. Then she reached behind her back, grabbed my organ and guided it into her firm. I pulled his fingers from my pussy and spun around bending over dining room table behind me. My invitation needed no further explanation. He positioned his cock head at my glistening opening and in one deep stroke filled me to the hilt. His balls slapped against my pussy as he came to rest inside me. He pressed my torso down from the center of my back with one hand, mashing my breasts into the polished mahogany dining table and pulled my ponytail back with the other. He was intent on riding me.. ‘I need you to play wingman for Pat Kersee. With the cops.’ ‘Kersee got into trouble? What, did he get caught doing homework during normal partying hours?’ ‘You remember that shit I told you a couple weeks ago, on the plane ride back from Boston?’ ‘Not particularly.’ Carlos repeated their conversation. Tim’s eyes just got wider and wider. He noticed Julia watching him from the driver’s seat. ‘Jesus, man,’ Tim said. ‘What are you, some kind of prophet? I’ll be right there.’ He hung up the phone. We were that close as family members like mom and son and we didn?t had any hesitation in whatsoever. I had no bad intensions on her, but I was sure I was liking to look at her all the time since she was very pretty, beautiful lady, her all moves were catching my eyes but nothing serious. It was summer vacations after my 11th standard exams and as usual my parents kept themselves busy in working and I had good option of my neighbor aunty Deepa, so it happened to spend whole day with her by.