She started moving her hands towards me and looking at my pant her eyes looked hungry she wanted it madly. She wantedly threw coke on my shirt and pan... and asked me to remove my shirt and she started wiping my bare chest. She started increasing the pace and also the pressure around my nipples.She then asked me to remove my pant to which I did not agree in the starting but I did after she told me that it’s okay you are already wearing boxers. My bulge started rising because of the cold air fan. "What the fuck," she shouted. "What's with you?"He pulled up his pants, got out of the car and headed for the restroom."Damn," was all he could say, over and over again.He was sure it would be okay, it was just the week he'd had, his new job,what he'd been made to do. It would be okay, he was sure.In the restroom, he stood at a urinal, thinking about the sex he'd justpassed up. Thinking about what she was probably thinking right now,thinking about his cock. He imagined his cock sliding into her. I said oh shit and asked him how long she had been doing this to him? and he said as long as he can remember. Well i thought that little bitch has been m*****ing her little b*o for who knows how long. I thought when i got her alone i was gonna have along talk with her. Lisa found Jake and her suits but hers was all wet and stinky from sitting in the basement but she found her moms and said that she would wear hers. So off i went with Jake in tow and told her to change we would be at the pool.. So we headed off down the drive, he took the lead. By the way my name is Wayne he said as I was following him and let me tell ya he had tight looking ass. My mind began to wonder again on how it would feel to have him behind me, fucking me with no condom, squirting his hot load in my ass.We get to his car and what a piece of shit it is but I'm glad it is or I would have never met Brad. Pop the hood and lets see if anything looks off or whatever I said. He did this and as we were looking, or I.