We are all nineteen now and your naughty panty crack and bottom watching is inexcusable.“Sonny what are you talking about? I did not disrespect you....Where did you get that idea?”“Don’t bother denying it you naughty boy. I saw you staring down the back of our cool yellow Lycra pants looking at the back of my panties and bare ass crack above. Take some responsibility for your actions, boy. “Okay, but it was not my fault it was just there. You were the one sitting that way displaying your bare. I looked down to see a small tent forming in my black pants. It had been about two weeks since I had masturbated. I texted my boss. Told him I was waiting for the show to get over. He told me to take tomorrow off. I earned it, for doing a great job. I turned on the flat screen in the back. I could hear the crowd inside the Garden from inside the garage.About 4 hours later, I could see people coming out multiple doors. A few fans walked passed the limo. I got out and straighten my. Sara was built like the pornstar lisa ann only her boobs were real. I didnt feel guilty about fucking allie I just didnt want to ever get caught. Allie had a more athletic toned track runners body. I was in the clear I figured and that it was just a one time thing. So I thought.A few days had passed and me and Sara were back in our old routine, fucking, hanging out, and more fucking. She was a freak and a nympho for sure a bit of an exibitionist too. I noticed a strange thing start to happen,. It made her feel like a complete slut, a feeling that she loved as it made her horny. The more sex she had, the more she wanted. Steve also said the more she had, the more he liked it.All this time together made Sally realise she liked having someone ‘at home’, someone there when she needed them, which was every night. But at the same time, she knew she couldn’t give up the variety of partners, and her ‘bi’ side was becoming stronger. A long time ago she had resigned herself to the fact that.