"Thanks guys. I like your accent by the way. I have a thing for Hispanics." Lindsey answered, trying not to blush."Well, seems you two are getting alo...g just fine. So Brian, how did you and Carlos meet?" We know each other since our high school days. We both wanted to join the basketball team but there was only one spot open so they had us competing against each other for the spot. We constantly tried to outdo each other and in the end we were both completely done. The trainer was very. So I came up with a plan. Whenever she crosses my door sometimes she’ll have a glimpse inside my house if the door is opened. I started wearing only boxer inside my home.One day I was looking at her back while drying clothes and started masturbating and cum on my home’s entrance, she noticed that and didn’t give any reaction to it. Next time after 2 days I got more courage I was hanging my 8 inch dick outside and lying in my bed while passing by she looked at it and stunned. Usually when she. “I’m coming, baby,” she moaned. “I want to feel you come inside me.” The words devolved into a moan and then a groan as her internal muscles rhythmically clamped and released on his hardness. His own grunts merged into a groan as he felt the familiar burn in his thighs, signaling his own climax. He pressed his face into her smooth throat, feeling both her hands lock behind his neck and the initial hot spurts of his ejaculate pump into her welcoming warmth. “Oh, fuck!” he moaned. “Yeah, baby,”. I put my handbag down and took off my shoes and coat. I then headed upto my daughter's room. I knocked on the door and asked, "Honey can Icome in?" "Yeah sure," came Libby's reply. I entered the room and lookaround in disgust. Her room was like any other teenage girl's; postersof movies and sports athletes hanging up on the wall, there were clotheslying all around on the floor and her bed wasn't made."I just wanted to talk about tonight," I announced, Libby paused hergame and turned to look at.