Does the thought of me being with our best friend do it for you?’ ‘I’m afraid it does, Deb. I have to have you now.’ John suddenly spun her bo...y around so that she was pressed up against the kitchen table, the top of her thighs pressed against the edge. Then he put his hand on her back and bent her forward so that her upper body was laying face down on the table, her breasts squashed flat. Deborah felt his hands lifting her skirt, pushing it up above her bottom, to bunch up around her waist.. Then I felt his huge penis explode down my throat. Again I gulped down all of his gooey cum! This time with his fingers still in my ass I was so much more turned on. As he drove me home, he again reiterated for me to call his pager (this was 30 years ago, before cell phones). He then asked me if I had ever caddied for a golfer before. I said that I had for my dad. He then said that what we could do is get a motel room and pretend that I would caddy for him and instead of playing golf have sex. I was pretty excited about this, its been years we three had a real hangout, earlier in Vivekananda Park opposite Rabindra Sarovar we used to smoke cigarettes and had tea and just chill and relax but then life happened … I called Tanu at 9:30 and asked if she is coming, she told me that only she was coming that Amit is going to office … she was talking loudly as if intending to tell others at home about the same. I asked if she did need to change the day – “maybe we can meet tomorrow then. Wanted so badly to turn around and look down at her. He knew that skirt was as high as it would go. Could feel her large breasts press into his back. He was thankful he was sitting. Michael pulled down the drive, and headed out of town. The motor vibrating her pussy lips on the back of him, against his jeans. It was erotic. She could feel her pussy getting wetter. She thought that she might leave a wet mark on the seat. She closed her eyes, and leaned her head back. Feeling everything. The.