My best friend has always been there for me and is my best buddy. She’s cute and really a great girl but we’re just friends. I did think about ask...ng her out once, but if things didn’t work out I didn’t want to lose my friend. Besides we talk a lot about everything. Nothing is ever off limits and we’ve had some pretty intimate conversations about our lives. I know almost everything about her and she knows most about me. I’ll never figure it out how I can have such a good male friend and yet. I stood over her for a second, looking at the last anal bead hanging out of her, I could have cum on her there & then.I couldn't couldn't help myself, I had to push my cock inside her viginia from behind, fucking her hard, each forward pump I would call her a dirty slut, a fucking cum slut, pulling her hair, slapping her butt cheeks & every now & then pulling the anal beads out one at a time. When the last anal bead came out, I pulled her head back by her hair. "Eat this you dirty fucking. “Oh, I want you to cum, lover. Then when we get to your place, you’ll be able to fuck me for a long time, and that’s what I want. I want this beautiful cock to fuck me until I pass out.” Diane could see by the look on David’s face that he was nearing an orgasm. “Give me your handkerchief.”Perspiration was beginning to show on David’s forehead as he fished the handkerchief out of his back pocket and handed it to Diane.She unfolded the cloth and wrapped it around David’s erection. Smiling at. Carol was home early from work that afternoon and she and Margarita were busily preparing a celebratory meal in the kitchen. Birthday party day might be tomorrow, but Thursday night was going to be feast night. A night for welcoming Earl and me home.It was a hot August day -- too hot for having the oven going full-blast in the kitchen. Earl and I, and his three kids, were enjoying the air conditioning in the living room, while our women -- relegating themselves to old-fashioned "women's work".