The music went on till it was very late and it started to feel dull.Amy told Riya, “No use of staying till the end. Let’s roll back to my house.�...“Alright. But i am really hungry”“Dont worry, i will tell the maid to barbecue some good chicken for both of us.”“Yes that would be great.”So Riya and Amy went back to Amy’s place. The maid had already fired up the bbq and the chicken was being prepared on it.Amy said, “Let’s get comfortable first and then we will sit and relax”“Sure, but i don’t think. What to do ? ” conversation went on. She clearly told me that I am her best friend and she wants me to impregnate her with a baby. I kinda like a fool, asked her to go to her boyfriend, if she wants to get impregnated (trying to show that I was a good friend) but she denied saying that her boyfriend is angry after a breakup and it will become ugly if she asks him. I was kind oftaken aback, as she was my best friend and gave a long serious thought over dinner. Once we were done, she was still. Sally told me to hold my cock so she could straddle me, with the help of Colin and a bit of fumbling and giggling she managed to impale herself onto my shaft. I wouldn’t say it was the best position for us to get into as Sally was quite a chubby woman, but after a while she was riding my cock and obviously enjoying it by the deep breathing and moaning she was doing. The upward lifts were alright, but her downward thrust began to get more forceful almost to the point she was getting carried. “Are you doing this for him, or for you?” I didn’t answer, reaching between our bodies to wrap my hand tightly around his cock, every vein in the organ outlined in the rigidity of his arousal. “Answer me, Maddy. Answer me while I take you, while I make you scream my name so loudly that people outside will hear.” “You can’t make me,” I whispered huskily, challenging him. “Paul is who I belong to, not you.” He smacked my insolent bottom and I yelped at the sharpness of the pain. “I’ll make you,.