On my school computer.” Nice try, but she’d slipped up. Big time.“Why were you on my computer?”“I wasn--”“--Elly... I know you were. You...just started to say it.” A look of hopelessness downed her face. “So why were you on it?” I asked quite rhetorically, but she didn’t click onto that. “Were you looking at my pictures? Those incest pictures.”“And videos,” she dropped her head down some margin, feeling embarrassed, ashamed was my best guess. Call me what you will, but when she said that, my dick. It’s so tight, Piya ma’am, it’s so tight… Aargh.Re, Re, Re, I can take yours however big it is. Ah, you beautiful boy, move faster. Faster, faster, fast… Ah, Ah, Ah…Soon, my cock entered its full length into her puss hitting its walls and I knew I would bring her to climax in a few moments and my orgasm would follow in its heels. Her legs thrashed and my body shook, she had her orgasm.Don’t cum inside, Re, don’t cum inside.As I tried to get out quickly, she convulsed again and we both released.. They became fast friends and met at least once a week for lunch and to catch up on the latest gossip. “You seem a little down lately,” said Jean. “Everything alright at Home?”“Frankly, no. My husband seems to have lost interest in having sex—at least with me. When I asked him about it, he said I was getting fat. When he does get around to fucking me, it’s slam, bam, thank you ma’am. I haven’t had an orgasm in months. So of course, I need lots of comfort food.”“Well, you still look good. There was also numerous times we slept in the same bed and kissed but nothing happened after that. In the weeks leading up to this experience we were talking about dating and all that.Fast forward to the end of the summer, her and two of my male friends were hanging out at this small lake that is right outside the city. We smoked weed and one of my friends had some cocaine that we all tried for the first time. I was in the drivers seat and the three of them were all in the back seat, which I.