The engine roared as he cranked it. Today was a short day for him. Only four hours and he was done through the weekend. He spoke to the truck and inst...ucted his phone to send Kye a text. “I love you, sissy boi,” he said the device transcribed it. The message sent just as he was pulling out of the driveway of their 2,500 square foot rambler ranch. He glanced at the yard and decided he would cut the grass when he got back home.At work, it was a good day. Terris handled his business and went back. Trying to be quiet, as there was a contractor upstairs, he pushed on the bed a few times to make sure it wouldn’t make too much noise. He then spun me around to face the bed, bent me over the end of the bed and pushed my face into the mattress. “How’s that ass feeling today?” he asked, knowing full well he had fucked it hard a few nights prior. Flashbacks came flooding into my head followed by uncontrollable waves of pleasure. Unable to speak as my face was pushed into the mattress, I was. I tried to think of my 65 year old male math teacher to hold me off as she slowly licked up and down my shaft until finally she granted my cock entrance to her small little mouth. As she took a small part of my cock in her mouth she continue to pump my cock until I could not hold off any longer. I shot long ropes of cum into her mouth and she swallowed it all like the little slut that she was. Without a word she grasped my still hard cock and repositioned herself so her pussy was lingering just. He was my best friend, I spent my childhood with him even though my bigoted parents were disappointed that I had an Arab child as a friend. Now we were adults, both with many years and more experience.Being the only boy he took the reins of our trio, of which I had no objection to direct him. Surely it was more charismatic than I could be and then I knew little about his girlfriend, telling her what to do and how to move it did not seem to be the case.I sighed delicately and I got up feeling.