. I think they lied to me. I couldn't wait any longer. I darted from the living room, making up something regarding forgotten homework when my ...other inquired about my sudden haste. I closed my bedroom door—a secure snick satisfying my ears—behind me, my cock throbbing achingly behind my jeans, and made for my computer desk, sliding into my desk chair. My jeans and boxers were removed, sitting in a messy pile on the floor beside me. I loaded up my web browser. I searched Mom's. It was hot, very hot, but I had my windows open enjoying my newstate. At 70 half the traffic seemed to be passing me. I was heading to mysister’s house for the weekend, and in no particular rush since I was threehours early. I was dying for something to drink, maybe a Snapple, when I sawthe van on the shoulder up ahead. I was already in the rightmost lane. It was pretty far ahead. I tapped mybrake pedal to k**l the cruise control and started trying to see what wasgoing on with the. Then on the tape we heard Seth say, "How about if I lay on my back and you climb on me and play around with it with your pussy?"Christy must have agreed because the both got up as Seth laid down. Then I was amazed to see that Christy slowly peeled off her panties and climbed on top of Seth."Holy Shit!" Sam said, "This girls got everything! Look at that fuckin Ass!"I watched as Christy climbed on top of Seth as he held his hard cock up in the air for her. There was no doubt that the head of. “Come for me!”A moment later, I was wracked in an orgasm so intense that my senses reeled, hers hitting her as well, heightening mine until my whole world consisted of the explosion of pleasure between my thighs, and my mouth against her pussy as I thrust my tongue as deep as I could, her entire being stilling for a fraction of a moment before shuddering into a climax matching mine in intensity….Afterwards, we sat on the grass, or rather, she sat on the grass, her jeans pulled up, but still.