That made our naughty activity feel even better. “No no, you can't. My daddy will kill me. He must be so worried that I'm out so late.”“I don't ...are what your daddy thinks, I'm busting my load inside of you,” he grunted. “You want it. Your tight, hot cunt aches for it. Don't it?”He was right. I wanted him, but I shouldn't. Why did he feel so good inside of me? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering wheel, my nipples aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussy up and down his dick. I came. Or the next morning when she was in the shower and Jack and I were eating breakfast. It took him two weeks to bring the subject back up. It was after school on a Thursday and mom was working late, as per usual. Jack wasn’t much of a cook so we were having fast food again. “Your friend Sara,” he started, as we sat on the sofa watching television, which we always did when mom wasn’t home for meal times. When she was at home it was television off and sitting at the table. Jack was far more. I'm 6'3", 185 and fit also. Cindi says I have a large dick. She's shaved, I'm trimmedWe browsed several stores and nothing cuaght her eye until we stopped at a high end shop for women. The salesgirl looked like she was still in college and I couldn't keep my eyes off her. She has short brown-almost red hair, a few freckles and the cutest face ever. She is about the same height as Cindi with bigger titsCindi and Sandy hit it off and soon Cindi was trying on outfits. I found a chair and relaxed.. I was on a business trip to Boston, and since I had to be there on a Friday, I suggested that she come along, and we'd make a weekend of it. That way we'd only have to pay her airfare; my company would pick up the hotel. My boss was good that way. Since we were staying over a Saturday night, I'd save him almost $500 on the price of my plane ticket. He was glad to pick up the Saturday night hotel room for $125.Anyway, we arrived on Friday morning, I attended my (boring) conference and she went.