“Are yours?” I wondered out loud.“Probably.” She turned towards me. “Should I check?”“Maybe I should check mine, too.”While Barb and G...na heaved in the background, I undid my buttons, and Claire pulled off her shirt. “Bras, too?” she presumed.“For accuracy.”Once we removed our ample boulder-holders, I recognized Claire's puffy, brown areolas from her romp in the woods. “Your nipples look hard to me.”“Yours look soft, though, Honey.”“Would you like to help me ou--” Before I could finish the. Are you crazy, I exploded, I ain't told you nuth'n and that kind of word floating around will mark me as a snitch. A snitch, you know what'll happen to me? Hell, that would even put my Moms in danger, and I ain't done nuthin. The Detective walked over and re-sat onto the couch, 'May I have some more water, he asked shaking the glass and Ice I'd given him. I took the glass and went to the kitchen for water. No, no, no, I thought to myself, how can I get out of this. . .He;s going to. Once Maria sat and closed the door just enough to not be seen, I grabbed Amy’s perfectly curved hips and started fucking her hard and deep all over again. Being watched by a girl I actually wanted to fuck made me so hot I thought I was going to burst. And what made it even hotter was that Amy didn’t have a clue that I was fucking her while thinking about fucking her daughter’s best friend. I was going really deep, when Amy reached back between her legs and squeezed my balls. It didn’t take too. She moaned out so loud and shivered so violently as she climaxed; alas her sexual cacophony was lost on Giovanni whose head was held in the vice grip of her silken thighs. Even his skin was oblivious to the pains of her nails breaking his skin as she dug them into his shoulder in the throes of her orgasm. As her tremors receded, she was deeply touched to feel him gently kissing her pussy and lapping up her juices in an apparent show of adoration, this despite his own urgent need for sexual.