“I’m ready!” Abby announced, coming from Brad’s bedroom. His eyes lit up to her sensual choice of low cut top and short, pleated skirt. The mo...nds of her breasts easily proved she was braless. Brad raised the hem of her skirt noticing her bare pussy. “Hey, that’s for later!” she grinned, brushing his hand aside.“Okay lover boy, don’t stay out too late and try not to fog up the windows,” Karen joked to the young lovers.“But fogging up the windows proves how hot and sticky the action is!” Abby. Many times I even tried to be a little like him.I am only 25, and I enjoy life fully. Maybe that's why Tyrone and I became friends. Maybe.I am 5'10", slim and fair. My hair is kind of long, but stylish I guess. I am a happy, kind person. My name is Sean.Back to the story. I had to know: Were the women talking about my friend? I called Tyrone and asked what he was up to. He said, "I am trying a new California cabernet that I'd heard about. It was on sale and I bought a few bottles. Want to join. Then,in my computer class, I met a guy named Marcus, and we hit it off rightaway. Mark as he likes to be called, is tall, about 6'3" not interestedin sports, and like me, he also graduated number one in his graduatingclass. Mark has something about him, some charisma, aura, whatever youwant to call it, and everyone seemed to be drawn to him. His friendlynature, wide grin and easy manner made him very popular, especiallywith the girls, but Mark and I, teamed together in our computer classhit it. "Shit, baby," Stian expresses out to me, sounding like he is seriously drained and worn-out. He is not. We have not spent much time on this. In fact, we have only begun. He is not dead beat by no means, I conjecture up. With his fingers, he locates and finds my vulva and then opens it all the more widely and broadly before he fits that giant penis of his into me and begins slamming and spanking brutally and vehemently into me. Owh! This is so sudden and so uproarious. I love it indubitably!I.