We finally went out to warm up. Central was doing the same at the opposite side of the field. I looked over at them. They didn't look so special. But ... knew better. They had made the playoffs for twenty-three years in a row. I noticed one of the players running up and down along the sideline. It was Trent Wilson, my canoe partner from summer camp. I trotted over to greet my friend, and now my rival."Hey, Trent. Good to see you. I didn't know you played football." I've been playing most of my. I had to have more of her and I made a promise to myself to fuck her and fuck her good, at least once, just to tick her off my list so to speak. Getting a blowjob was all nice but I wanted to know what else she had to offer. With that said I had to be careful and not get her in the way off my business reputation around town.Now and then, I have the comfort of working from home and today was no exception, a good week had passed since my encounter with Clare. I knew my Restaurant was in good. As I was returning I heard some sound from Sarita aunt room. I went near her room, as the door was not locked I slightly pushed the door.I was surprised to see the incident. The sound was a moaning sound. I was looking through the door, only her side view was visible. I wait for sometime as my courage did not support me but my tool was burning like a hot rod. She was wearing a sari and from her side view I could see the sari was lifted up and her white thigh were exposing which was making me. Two smoking hot ladies, a blonde and a brunette. The little viewing window flashed between shots of them making out, licking each other’s little shaven pussies and fucking each others tight holes with dildos. I think it flashed through the four or five short clips only 3 times. I let out a high pitch moan and soak my panties. I lick every delicious drop of my pussy juice off my toy, and set it aside. I might have a short nap. Or just lay and bask in my pleasure for a few minutes. I make myself.