I could feel his eyes on me, like a physical presence against my back. The longer he sat, the heavier it grew, slowly boring through me to stare down ...into my pants where my dick throbbed. He knew. He had to.When Jared finally stood and went to drop his plate in the sink, I felt light headed. I jumped when he spoke."So," he said.My heart hammered."You gonna watch tv?" No," I said. I wondered if he could see my shoulders wilt in relief. "All yours."Without another word he passed behind me, close. “Are you ready for my cock?” I asked. “O god yes!” she said excitedly. My cock started throbbing in excitement. Years of fantasizing had finally become a reality. Until that day, this stuff only happened during my thoughts while I masturbated to them. I eagerly guided my cock to her hairy pussy lips. Michelle let out a long grunt and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as I pushed the full length of my cock into her slowly, making sure she enjoyed every second (I was initially. Dad smiled and announced, “The winner can take sweta along with them and keep her for two whole days.” I was not surprised at that, since I already expected that.“Not worth the money” one man said slurring words.Dad continued with a smile, “Well, even if I say there will be absolutely no limits on what you can do?” I was as surprised at it as the others. Any whore, or any man who took a whore can tell you that there are a lot of things he can not do while they take the whore.“You know I want to. No way she would be my friend then. She is smart, funny, and everyone loves her whole after a few minutes of conversation. When we're going out together, all the men's focus leans on us. On her, I mean. It wasn't any different on the day when she told me about her adventures in Portugal in a cafe full of men during the tennis tournament. Even if she mixed Polish, Spanish and English with Portuguese, there are some words understandable for everyone. Her high-pitched voice resounded in the cafe.