Fir main usko ghodi banake chodne laga. Jaise jaise main chod raha tha waise hi gaand pe slap maarne laga aur woh, “Chod madarchod, harami, chod is ...andi ko. Tune aaj is randi ki chut ko khush kiya hai. Aaj ke baad tu jab chahe mujhe chodne aajana.”Itna sunte hi maine usko peeche ghumake uski taangein kholke uski chut mein lund daalke chodne laga, “Tu meri randi hai. Jab bhi mera lund khada hoga tujhe ghodi banake chodunga saali raand.”“Haan mere harami bhadve main teri hi randi hun. Mujhe jab. Then he moved up to my butt and did a good job on my glutes and moved in to the crack of my ass with a light touch. It felt pretty damn good and my stiffy was rising. “Turn over.” Tim said. I did, and he did not waste any time. He looked at my hard-on, giggled and said, “You seem to like this.” and he gently stroked my bulge through my shorts. Then he tugged my shorts down and off. My mostly-hard dick stood up proud. Tim barely touched it as he stroked it up and down. I had never had sex with. But she was quick and held him between her and the wall. His eyes were fixed on her face but his whole body was shaking. She held his shoulders with her elbows forcing him to stand still in his place. Taking her time she felt up the young masculine face in front of her, passing her palms on his cheeks eyes and lips. At the last place she paused to softly pull them forwards and comment on their amazing thickness.He was strangely calming down, usually he would have freaked out and almost faint. As I turned to go back in and ask Sharon about Marcy's car, I saw her standing down the street a short way. I began to slowly walk up to her. I took the opportunity to look at her body. She had a small frame that was round in all the right places.The shirt she had changed into brought attention to herperky D-cup breasts that had a slight up turn to them. Her waist was thin and lead to a perfect pair of hips that any woman would die to have and any man would die to caress. Her skirt was short.