When it's your heart that is being ripped still beating from your chest and not some fictional character's, everything is different.Most of those stor...es start out with a guy coming home early to find a strange car in his driveway. In my case, I did come home early, but the car in my driveway was all too familiar to me.Unlike those guys in the stories, I knew from halfway down the block that something was strange in the neighborhood. I parked my car a Mustang GT, three houses down the block and. I tried to bury my face in the chair and clenched my eyes shut. I was swallowed up by the physical pounding and the conflicting pleasure and shame; or not conflicting – I loved them both. And even though I’d turned away, I knew that Carole was sitting there watching Mona take my cherry, and the thought of that made me even more excited. Then there was a popping sound as Mona pulled all the way out; I felt empty, abandoned. And then she shoved her cock back in with all the speed and power she. I glanced over to the mirror and could see the reflection of her tits swaying as I fucked her and that did it for me. I pushed as deep into as I could and shot my cum into her. We stayed on our knees until my cock softened and slid out of her then we collapsed onto the bed. We fell asleep in each other’s arms. I woke up first and had a moment of panic when I realized who was asleep beside me. My rationalization slowly came back as I remembered what had happened earlier. I eased out of. This pious girl, having shocked herself enormously today, was asking for me to drop my pants and show her my dick. I forget the age issue and don’t even have to ask her: Lucy unties my belt, pulls my pants down, handling my willy with her hand. Sack, dick, head, butt, she explains to her friend.I get hard immediately, try to push her hand away though, don’t want to involve, stick to my principles. Easier said than done, Aicha flips her dress unto her belly and pushes her nickers onto her.