I kept imagining her being fucked by other men and would get off on it whilst we fucked. The images in my mind were like a movie show of her letting s...range men use her body.We used to go out dancing once or twice a week to a local hall. She loved to dance. Whenever she had had too much to drink she would get all romantic on the dance floor, resting her head on my shoulder whilst I discretely felt her up. She really loved that.We went on vacation and we were having a wonderful time at the beach. It all started when we were in engineering. We both were in different colleges and different streams. This made us text all the time. We used to text day and night, 24×7 literally. We were closed to each other than any others which made us best buds. We used to share everything and every moment of our lives. When I said everything I meant everything – from food we had, clothes we wore, places we visited, persons we meet, college, family and not to miss – her periods, my growing facial hair,. ” he saiddisappointedly.“Well it is still raining….” Katie said. “Ireally couldn’t send you back out there to getsoaked again. Let me call your mother and tellher you’ll be here for a while.” As Katie talked on the phone with his mother,Mike took a good hard look at Mrs. Riley. Hewas no longer shy about admiring her tits or thatbig beautiful ass. He could feel his dickgetting hard again.“Well, your mother said that it was OK for you. I just allowed my cock to ride out from under my towel, and played with it a little as it stood to attention. They fucked like that for about twenty minutes, and then stopped and went off for another drink.A little later they went into a small room with a TV that was showing a porn flick. I joined them and chatted a bit with them. They were friendly and fun, and they could see that I was pretty hard under my towel. And then they started to fondle each other again and she was soon on her knees.