She had long, tan legs, full, firm breasts and a beautiful tight ass. Her long brown hairtickled her shoulders and her eyes were as blue as the Caribb...an. She had a tall, sweaty bottle of Corona sitting next to her with a lime wedged firmly at the top. I watched her bring the bottle to her lips and take a big sip. At that moment, I wished I could have been that bottle. I had to behave myself; I was with my boyfriend.My boyfriend, Jason, was as sexy as hell. Tall and built with black hair and. Maggie quickly pulled her skirt back down and looked back to see her brother looking right at her, trying not to laugh.As funny, and sexy, as it was, Alex couldn't stop thinking about whatever that was in the bathroom. As he looked down, in his hands, he found an envelope. He quickly looked around wondering where it came from before he slowly opened it. Inside, he found a letter and as if this wasn't all strange enough as it was, the letter was addressed to him, from his father.Dear. But then she was like."What the fuck? What's the deal with her? Is your wife retarded or what?" No. She's fucking smarter than you," that just fucking pissed me off. Where does a whore get off calling my nice wife retarded?"Com'ere," I said to Rachel. She walked up to my side."Sit over there and just watch. You're freaking Stacy out standing in the door." I don't think that's an improvement," Stacy said."Do you want to fuck or what?" I asked Stacy.She rolled her eyes. "Okay whatever you kinky. Cuuummmmiiiiinng, oh... Jesus... I'm... cuuummming,... cuuumming, cuummmiinng! Don't... stop... fuck... ing... me... James... ever!" Faster strokes urged on by her hip action and her pulsing pussy were bringing me to the edge again. I tried to hold back as I stroked her nylon covered legs up past her stocking tops. I could smell her perfume mixed with pussy juice and cum and it sent me over the top. "Carla, Carla... oh... I... love... fucking... you... and... cuuummmming... in... side... you....