She held it up over her chest and the curves of her bosom were peaking out above it. It was tantalizing, to be sure, and she revealed very little but ...t was a delightful little peek a boo picture anyway. I quickly tucked the precious confection into my pocket before Boo could come back and see what I was up to. But I licked my lips in anticipation for I knew that the Girl with the Golden Hair was mine now, safely waiting in my pocket until I had time for her. A few moments later, Boo waddled. "The slut behind you is now, God help me, my best friend's fucking girlfriend." Huh?" Chris and Cheryl looked at each other. Then Cheryl realized" "WARREN?" Yup." Warren Kelleher is going out with SOPHIA DANIELS?" Believe it or not, it's true." What has gotten into him?" asked Christine."He's getting laid, no doubt," smirked Cheryl. "What I can't figure out is what's in it for her? I mean, Warren's a wimp. He's not the usual type of burnout asshole she goes out with." Ah, she probably just. I ran. He chased after me. They both did. It’s not easy to run with your hand tied behind your back and all I did was put off the inevitable for a couple of minutes. Not even that.“Now what?” Short blond hair. Mustache. Collared shirt. He had hold of my right arm.“We get to fuck her.” Shoulder-length hair. Day's growth of beard. Vintage Van Halen tee. He had my hair clenched in one hand, my left wrist in the other.“I don’t know. Seems a little wrong?” He looked hesitant.“Scott said she wants. "Sure..." did I say that? Did I really? U couldn't think straight. Especially when she took my hands, still around the two whores, and placed them firmly on her twin mammaries. The sight of it almost made me cum. My brown hands on her white chest, cupping her melons at her own insistence. My manly instincts kicked in, I began squeezing them. They felt soft in my hands, the flesh yielding to pressure as her lustful hands caressed my chest. I increased my pressure, mashing the sacks together.