.Aunty went to wake her up and I was waiting in the hall.. After 5 mins, she came out and I was surprised to see her in shorts.. Her milky white thigh... and her top was tight.. She must have forgot to wear a bra in hurry(Girls take their bra off while they sleep in the night). I could see the impression of her poky nipples on her top.. She asked aunty for a coffee and apologised for making me wait.. Then she told me that she and her friends had a night out last night and she came home around. “Sarah?” I was terrified.She wiped away the tears, as the last inch entered her, she brought her face to mine, “Ryan, I love you.”I smiled, “I love you, too.”From then on as she rode up and down, I experienced every inch of her insides, allowing myself to fully feel everything as she pushed up and down, fingernails digging into my chest, she keep going, nearly screaming at this point in pleasure. Slowing down, bringing her mouth to my neck, biting down causing my to moan uncontrollably as. Reciprocating the slight movement of her Drill Sergeant, Kiara's pussy-free hand instinctively reached out towards him. This was it, decision time. There was no going back now. Her pussy was dripping wet as she rubbed it on his desk, one way or another this tension was going to come to a head. She wanted him, he wanted her. How would he react? Would lust override his professionalism? Her heart was pounding in her chest, her mouth was bone dry and her throat crackled with adrenaline. After. " They looked at each other, both smiles fading. I smile. Looks like I sparked a competition between friends. Their sound was off, but they were clearly talking. Hands on hips, angry expressions, jiggling tits, tracing their bodies with their hands, smacking their asses. It was all things I've done myself, last time me and my ex met up and settled a personal matter, pussy to pussy. They were comparing and showing off. My heart started to beat, and I could feel my vulva moisten. Soon, they were.