“Feast up,” Brittany said.The Coach wasted no time in squeezing her huge melons around his head. Kissing her cleavage. Using his tongue to make lo...ng strokes between her breast while holding them and bouncing them in her hands. He was giving her breast a good workout. Sucking, licking, kissing, and nibbling every inch including underneath them. They were so massive that he had to use both hands to hold on and squeeze it while feasting on the other. He sucked her nipples so hard, they were really. Maaa ooohhh aaahh aaah aah oooh … Baby please please dhire dhire … Pr voh ruk hi nahi raha aur boobs ko kaat te hue mjhe kiss karne meri chut mai current chada dia meri chekhe ab aahein bharne lagi thi mai pyaar se aahein bhrne lagi aaah aaah aah aah baby mera shona aaram se baby pyaar se … Aaah aaah aaah aah oooh baby …. Fir usne mjhe doggystyle mai kara aur mere haath khol diye aur mere stano ko pkad kar bhot tezi se meri chut m lund daalne.Laga meri peeth pr kiss karte hue dhakke marne laga. “You almost done yours, Amy?” Bailey breaks my train of thought, and I blush.“Oh, erm, yeah, just nearly. You?” I ask, knowing she is, because she wouldn't be asking otherwise.“Yeah, I didn't have much to do since I have Study Hall last period on Fridays.”Study Hall is one of the few classes we don’t share. “Uh, yeah lucky bitch.” I go back to my homework, wanting to finish. By the time I’m done it’s nearly seven thirty and Bailey is in the living room with Midnight. She’s texting her boyfriend. She was part of a group of four couples that had knowing each other very well for the last fifty odd years, but sadly; it is down to three women and one man now. He takes them out once a week in the car for a drive usually to some tearoom and such. He’s became close to June after loosing his wife two year back, a year after June lost her husband.When I entered the kitchen I heard music playing, not knowing if she had left a radio on or there was a burglar in the house, I creped quietly around.