Carrie’s mom worked during the day and her sister stayed in a college dorm about 70 miles away. Her sister came home on every other weekend. This m...ant that no one was at home during the school days. After and before (or if we skipped class) school we would hang out at Carrie’s pad. We would hang out in her living room/kitchen. We called the one and only bedroom as “The Happy Fucking Ground” As Carrie named it. The bedroom had 3 double sized beds crammed in it with just a small walkway. Saara mahool shaant tha, antheeen sannnata tha, phir achaanak uski wahi meethi aawaaz aai “waise mera naamKaajal hai, aur aapka?”. Main toh bichak hi gya tha “Ji aarush” main bola. Usne Sar hilaya. Phir wahi sannata fail gaya. Ekdum se mujhe kandhe par kuch mehsoos hua, ye uska sir tha. Woh so chki thi. Maine apne dono haantho se uska sir uthaya aur apni jaangh mein rakh liya. kitni sundar lag rahi thi woh. Jaise hi maine uska sir apne jaangh mein rakha, mujhe current sa laga. Uska smooh aur. I hung on for dear life as I was shaken about by his powerful thrusts. My powerful moans echoed throughout the woods as wave after wave of arousal washed over me. Fortunately for me, my wild lover had climaxed less than a minute before, so it took him much longer to cum. In fact, it took so long that I was the first to reach orgasm. FUUCCCKKKK!!!!! I shrieked blissfully as I felt the first wave of cum flow up from the depths of my cunt. Fortunately for the horny stag, his cock started to jerk. The piano didn't sound tooo bad, but...Hector asked if he was finished for the evening, and the boy thanked him and left. He looked up at us and smiled, "Diego's family cannot afford a piano at home, so he comes here to practice. He may be our pianist someday!"The place was spotless, everything pleasing to the eye except for the obviously hand-made cross behind the pulpit. Surely they could have afforded something more attractive than that, for the front of their church!Hector saw me looking at.