Pooja mana karne lagi, main nahi mana. Usne bola maarlo magar dihre se hi marna.Fir main uski gand ki bichme apna lund maslne laga, aur woh roti bel r...hi thi. Saath mein main uske boobs bhi daba raha tha. Fir maine use apni aur khicha aur uski gand ke ched par apna lund tika diya. Zor lagane par mujhe aur usko bhi dard ho raha tha. Maine simmi ko bola ke mere lund aur iski gand ke ched par ghee laga de. Simmi ghee ki katori layi aur apne haath se ghee mere lund par ghis ghis kar lagaya aur uski. I looked out the window again and saw the van spitting gravel as it sped off.What was going on? The man must be off on some kind of errand. The woman must still be next door, blocking my escape. But then I had an idea; I would walk suavely through the room, giving her a flash of my dick as I went, and then run like mad downstairs and back to the bike shed!Taking a deep breath I opened the door and walked into the next room. From the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of someone to one side. I. The man just nodded, to dumbfounded to speak. "Well, pick out something you want to fuck me in, and hurry, I want your cock." Kimberly wasn't so shocked to hear herself say those words this time, for she was most eager to get on with her showing off and then getting fucked. The man hurried around the store. All he picked out was a pair of thong white panties and a white half bra. "You can wear these, and leave on the garter belt and nylons, please," the man said, handing her the garments.. I couldn’t believe how driven I was! One minute I think I’m totally straight, totally fixed on Lisa and now I was here in a thong being worked into a frenzy by my friend. I finally got to the prize when I opened his jeans. His cock was long and thick and even through his boxers it just felt right in my hand. We kissed for a while, his hands on my ass occasionally tracing a finger down the back of my thong. I pushed back against that feeling, Lisa fingered me from time to time so I already knew.