This continued and I said I was close to cumming, and didn't want to yet. My friend didn't want any of this and took me out of his mouth and bent over...in front of me. He asked me to cum on his arse to shoot all over him. He pulled his cheeks apart, so good, so fuckable. He reached back and stroked my ball sack as I pulled myself off looking at his puckered ring. His caressing got too much and I shot my load all over his arse, cum dripping down his crack. I leaned over and licked some of my own. By preference I would have bent her over the toilet in the tiny compartment to enter her from behind, but as the door catch was broken I knew it would have to be up against the door. Undoing my trousers I pushed them and my underwear to my knees, pressing her up against the door as I bent to grasp her thighs and raise her to me.As I lifted her up, she reached between us to guide my erection between her thighs and to her wet and ready opening. As I thrust urgently up into her, her hips writhed. She kept apologizing but I didn't respond. Ikept thinking about the hurt I'd seen in Natasha's eyes.The house was dark. I let myself in the front door. Natasha's car was inthe garage, so I knew she was here. I went to her bedroom. The door wasclosed and there was no light leaking around the edges. I knocked, butthere was no answer. I didn't want to barge in, not now. "Honey, Natasha,it wasn't me. We've got to talk." My pleas were met with silence.I made my way to my room. Tomorrow was Saturday.. Anyway I went around one Saturday afternoon , and he invited me into his house . He said we would have a cup of tea first as there was something he wanted to talk about . Well over the tea he looked me in the eye and said he new I had stolen some petrol from his car the previous year. I nearly chocked on my tea as I was so taken off guard . He then went on to say he saw me do it. I couldn't deny it as I had , My heart was thumping fast and I tried to explain I just need some petrol quickly for.