I would walk out, seeing that they were talking, full into an animated conversation. As soon as I would step foot outside, they fell silent, then brok... into a fit of giggles. I learned to ignore it. They wouldn’t tell me, so no sense in pressing. Then Memorial Day came around. Every year there is a blowout just down the block. Parents are not invited. The entire neighborhood knows it’s an excuse for the teenagers and young 20 somethings to get together and drink. But this was a “good”. Then he pushed into me, inch by inch, until he was buried to the hilt in my ass.“I’m gonna go slow at first, Jordan,” he said seductively. “But then I’m gonna speed up until I am fucking your ass so hard that my balls will be slapping against your skin.”The combination of his hand and his words had my cock back to life again. True to his word, he fucked me slowly at first but eventually picked up the pace and just fucked my ass like a jackhammer. His firm grip on my penis was so fucking hot!. All of a sudden I could hear her let out a moan. She was trying to be quiet, but I could still hear her. I could feel them shift their body weight as they slowly had sex on the same couch as me. My best friend was officially fucking my girlfriend. They still had no idea I was awake. It didn't take me long before I quickly jumped up and stormed to my room, doing everything I could not to look at them or yell, and shut the door.I could hear them murmuring to each other, but then Ashley ran into. ‘What the heel’ thought Tom. He dashed up the stairs, threw the door open, only to see the girl laying not the bed and the new husband ramming a long wooden pole in and out of her fanny.“What the hell are you doing that for,” yelled Tom.The young man replied “I’m making sure there’s no bees in this hole.”Do you know that according to the holy book (bible) everyone is allowed to have 16 husbands/wives.‘4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer’.Hmmm! I have enough problems with one, (dear, please.