”“Oh you ARE a fucking perv. I guess “legally” that wouldn’t be cheating right. Just playing.”And I knew I had her – Sorry Theresa at th...at point I had you – or maybe you had me now that I think of it. So we make our way to the family room which is in the back of the house looking to the backyard. No-one can see into the house from this part of the lot. Theresa sits down and starts rubbing her thighs and grabs a breast as I’m rubbing myself over my shorts. “Look, we’ll never get anywhere like. “Got to plan these things. My sister is in the sixth form and she gave me tuition in Pony management.”I laughed, my nervousness reduced by the alcohol. “How long do you reckon we have?”“My sister, June, reckons about half an hour. Then we amble back making it look as though we were a bit scared.”“And what if we bump into the rest of them.”“Oh, simplicity itself. We ask them if they got lost.”I discovered Avril was a great companion. She made me laugh, was bold but not reckless and she had. She started biting my lips and was poking her nails deep into my arms. I pushed in hard, Her eyes widened, she let out a voiceless gasp, her eyeballs vanished, and her nails were so deep in my skin, it started bleeding. I did not stop, I kept thrusting her sweet, tight pussy. She started enjoying it, her moans were making me go even harder. I stood up and pulled her legs up, kept them on my shoulders and started ramming her pussy. She was withering away in pleasure. I was loving it. I pulled. I guessed that she was but I had to know for sure. On one of the nights that I knew she had a date I parked near her apartment after Lisa got home from work and waited for her date to arrive. At eight o'clock a car pulled up in front of Lisa's apartment. The guy who got out of the car looked to be about forty years old, five feet seven inches tall, maybe 160 pounds. Before he could get to the door Lisa came out and met him halfway to the car. Lisa kissed him then they walked to the car. Lisa's.