. oh my God you're so tight!" Jack called out to Sara."Fuck yes... is this what you want, babe. You wane me to ride you harder and deeper?" Sara asked..."Fuck yes... ride me, ride my big hard cock!" Jack replied.Christine watched from close by, still rubbing her cunt. Her fingers dripping of her own juices. She stopped and stepped across to the bed.Sara continued riding, slowing down a little as Christine approached. She leaned over as their lips met, the two young, pretty girls kissing one. A flash of exposed flesh at her waist line reveled the thong she wore and the crack of her ass. With both hands on her hips, I kissed her neck again. Another moan caught in her throat and gave me courage. I grabbed the back of her thong and tugged on it gently. She turned towards me and placed my hands on her breasts. But I felt impatient. One smooth motion tore the sweater, undershirt, and bra off of her. “Are you warm enough?” I asked. My passion didn’t wait for her answer. I took as much of. And I had instances when she fell on when the driver applied breaks. Those were among the best moments of my life when she almost fell on me with her hairs on my face and her chest touching that of mine . As I passed the 10th class , we were separated because she took biology and I took sciences and our sections were separated . Due to pressure of studies , I barely got time to talk to her. We both were just like friends now. As the time passed we gave our board exams and got enrolled in. She affects those around her in more positive ways than Ican count. I hope she sticks around."I groaned, at least inwardly. I really hoped that she didn?t stickaround. I wanted George back. Yes, there were some good things that cameout of today. Mom never had to yell at any of us. She did seem happier.That wish had clearly come true. And I realized on the drive home fromAunt Carol?s, that it had also buoyed my own spirits. It had to havebeen the wish that had done this. I?d wished for her to be.