Shane and my mothers were best friends when they were pregnant with us. We were built in bestfriends. Shane and I went through everything together…....playing doctor with our mothers drinking wine in the kitchen in our kindergarten years, telling each other our deepest secrets. Anything slightly interesting, and we end up sitting criss cross in the hollowed out tree in his backyard excitedly (or sadly) telling our stories. When daddy got caught i had no sexual outlet. No way to excuse myself for. I figured that about of the guys were in doing something, what I didn’t care as long as they left me alone to get my work done. I did get some work done but after a little while I could hear noises coming from the boardroom that didn’t sound like gaming of any sort. Ok it did sound like gaming just not of the “office:” sort. It sounded more like something from a couples bedroom not a office board room with I was assuming at least a few of the guys. I tried to ignore the sounds as best. I was pressing her boob over her bra. She was moaning and kissing me passionately. Now I shifted my left hand from her ass cheek to her jeans button.I unbuttoned her jeans and slowly lowered her zipper. She was wearing black panty. I started rubbing her pussy over her panty. She was turned on and was moaning loudly. I kissed her hard and simultaneously I was squeezing her boobs with my right hand and rubbing her pussy with my left.Then I went near the table so that I could get into better. Making her pussy continually fart. The constant assault on her sensitive young clit by his winkled ball sack was bringing her to the brink of orgasam. She could not believe how how body was betraying her. She was being used. Being fucked hard. Being treated as if the only value she had was a ass and titties. And deep down as with all women she knew this to be true.Joy could feel her pussy being pounded she could feel her love juices squirting out between his hard aggressive thrusts. She could.