I knew I should be going home I had classes in the morning, I was attending the local junior college, but ended up pulling into a secluded spot under ...a bridge near my old high school.We were making out and my hand had found her panties, the crotch was damp, "mmmmmm" she moaned as I slipped my hand under the leg band and fingered her wet slit. I tried to be casual as I brought my hand near my face and quickly sniffed my middle finger, the scent of her sex only fueled my lust. I wasn't a virgin,. He said it was some of the KY from the bathroom and we wouldn't forget to put it back if he had it in a bag..smart kid! Nick put some on my cock and went back to riding my cock and i was stroking his...i moved my hips a little bit and the head of my cock slipped in his ass!! His eyes got as big as dinner plates..but he slid back and slowly took more in. my brother said "Is your cock in side him?" i smiled and said "Yep it feels great!?" he proceeded to ride my cock slowly, taking deep breaths. I spit in my hand, reached around, and coated his cock with my saliva. Instant 'feel good' with that scenario. I leaned up, got on my feet, squatting over him, and rode him like this for a while. This position caused my ass not to relax as much, sort of gripping him even more than usual, and allowed me to look between my legs and watch his cock disappear in my ass.Brain started getting up, grabbing me, pulling me up with him, and walked over to the receptionist's desk. On my back, legs spread. I know this sounds crazy, but it was a gypsy curse passed down through the women in our family. Oh, Harriet, I’ve done some horrible things!” Lori broke down and cried.She heard the plates rattle and the bed creak seconds before she felt Harriet take her hands. “Lori, what’s going on. You can’t be serious about this.”Lori looked up. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Harriet. Please forgive me and please don’t hate me.”“Aw Lori.” Harriet hugged her. “I’ll never hate you.”“I’ve killed people,” her voice.