We debated whether we should help him or leave him to it. We decided to leave him and I went on my way. I hadn’t really got far when I had a crisis ...f conscience. I decided to go back and make sure the k** was ok.As I got nearer I could see that he was gone and I was about to turn round when I noticed movement in the dark just inside the tree line . I walked quietly over and could see clearly what was happening. My good samaritan friend had pulled down the k**s trousers and pants and was. After a couple hours of this the party finally started to break up. Ella gave Adriana a ride home, and Olivia rode with Jackie; Janice walked home. The Collinses and Bowmans, however, decided to stay the night. Their husbands/fathers were out of town for the weekend, so they were free to do as they pleased.Or, more to the point, as Jessica pleased. Her formidable powers of persuasion only deepened as the night wore into the wee hours, and for her nightcap Jessica chose: A large snifter of. We’d been each other’s best friend for the past eight years since I was eleven years old and she was ten, growing up as next-door neighbours. Initially, I was her brother’s friend but he was two years older than me and once he started hanging around with boys nearer his age, I ended up being best friends with his little sister instead.We were fifteen and f******n when people started to think that we were boyfriend and girlfriend and Katie had always been the first to deny it - often vehemently.. During this time, I had started moving closer to where she was sitting and my thighs were touching hers. I was trying my best to wear the image of a gentleman and at the same time playing to get what I wanted – her pussy!! After a while I realized that the drinks were having an effect on her, because the ‘palloo’of her saree had slipped, exposing her beautifully rounded and straining breasts, but she made no attempt at covering them. I slid closer and put my hands on her breasts, and gently.