......under.....the .....porch ......cover.....ughh your so fucking tight......want ....to ....give them a show?” I continued pounding as she shifte... her eyes that way.“Oh yeah stud!” She shouted. “Get on the floor over by your screen door.” She said I layed down on the floor like. A foot from the door length wise. Joyce removed her bikini top and bottoms. She then walked over to me and positioned herself above me. “ Fuck stud your cock is so hard and huge”she said as she mounted me reverse. They were quiet a long time, then the door opened and Debbie came back in. Her face was flushed. She leaned back against the door, looking around the room. She grabbed the math book and stuffed it in Pam's hands."I'm real sorry, Pam," Debbie said. She picked up Pam's clothes and shoved them at her. "It's Dale. I've been waiting to see him all week." She paused and giggled. "He wants to fuck me. You don't mind, do you? I'll call you later. Maybe we'll talk about guys again."Pam dressed while she. Her parents had been friends with mine and I think we had even been to family parties together. Our lives were linked in many different ways. By the end of the lunch we had even hammered out the basics of a business agreement that was going to be of great interest to both of us. Apart from the social and business side of our lunch, I couldn’t deny that I felt strongly attracted to him. He was good looking, funny, attentive and very provocative. He made jokes that were a little risqué and made. I felt that I was there for her amusement. No, make that her relief. I was a fire hydrant, idly minding my business when the dog lifted her leg and rained golden showers.She was ripping at my tee-shirt so I picked her up and carried her into my bedroom. I stripped down quickly."What do you want. Tell me." I want you to make me cum. Maybe I'm being selfish. Maybe I could have rubbed one out because I can't stop thinking about how much fun we had the other day. I want you to make me cum again..