I want to fuck you. Now.” Once again, he took hold of my hair and pulled my head back. “Go to the backseat and lie on your back.”I nodded and di... as he said. I guess he was still in charge, not me. I liked it better like this anyways. My skirt folded back and fell onto my stomach as I scooted back against the window to give him room. Then, after taking the rest of his clothes off, my fit best friend climbed to the back to join me, standing up on his knees on the other side of the seat. It was. So, this is an account of how I fucked my friend, and also her mother.In school, my friend Devika, was always a close confidant of mine, but in school, she was okayish, figure wise, so we always used to talk hut I never too interest in her. After I completed my college and joined the Army. Devika and I lost touch, but we used to follow each other on social media. I noticed that Devika had truly grown up and become mature, which again reignited interest in me. I called her up and told her, let’s. " But how?"He swallowed hard. "I'll tell you." He looked in the empty front windowsof our old house, almost as if he expected to see the ghost of ClarkKent, as well as the younger Jonathan and Martha Kent, lurking in theshadows. "Being here brings back a lot of memories for me. I'm sure itdoes for you, too. A lot has changed in a few years, hasn't it?" Inodded. It seemed like he was working his way toward unburdening himselfof something he had held onto for a long time."Remember that camping. His hand moved onto his cock to guide the knob between her bulging love lips and he just held it there stationary, feeling the combined wet and warmth envelope his manhood.She moved slightly, trying to get more of his knob. "Come on, plug me with your hot meat and really thrill me," she demanded."Gently does it," he teased and slowly pushed forward, rocking on his knees to gently glide into her cavernous cunt. She shivered with pleasure as his love piston pushed into her, pressing against her.