As I went into her house, I saw my sister straddling Anil Bhaiya’s cock(Anil Bhaiya is Jijja’s best friend). I stared at her nakedness. Even now ... can vividly recall the milkwhite petite sexy body of my sister, bouncing on Anil Bhaiya’s cock which was glistening with Didi’s cunt juices as her perfect rounded asscheeks rose and fell in a rythm. I could see her puckered asshole as she fucked Jijju’s best friend. I still remember the look of rapture on my sister’s face. Then she saw me. Her. This little bitch had stopped him again! While his penis was still inside her! With strength he had never known, Mike ripped Cassie’s naked body off of his, and lifted her over into the bathroom. He slammed her down onto the linoleum on her hands and knees. Then, without any regard for her well being, he slammed with all his strength into her snatch. Cassie started to scream, but was choked off as all the air was blasted from her lungs. But he was just getting started. Over and over he slammed. He had a pretty good build, which Jen confirmed by trailing her fingertips down his chest and stomach on her way down to removing his Tevas. This earned her a few catcalls and whistles but she didn’t mind (nor did Carlos). She then stood up to unbutton his shorts. When she had done so, she slid both hands into the waistband of his briefs, and in one fail swoop, eased off his shorts and underwear to reveal his semi-erect cock. “Well Jen, gauging by Carlos’ reaction it looks like you were indeed. My cock sprang into action the second I turned the key to start and the starter commenced to whine away with that familiar GM cranking noise I knew so well. It took two tries to get the son of a bitch started, so I just waited for thirty seconds or so while the uneven rough idling adjusted, feeling his car vibrate through his warmed up driver's seat, rubbing my cock inside the trousers he had worn all day long that day at work and feeling my hard cock twitching between my legs. I put that.