Especially as it was one of my best mates fucking her!I will never forget hearing her say "you wanna fuck me?", and she slid down from his face and cl...imbed on to his dick.I must have watched for about 15 minutes as she rode him, hard. She faced him and rode him, she faced the way where I could see everything and rode him too. She slowed down after a while and just began to bounce. Her tits were going all over the place as I came on the wall by the door. I wiped it up and carried on watching,. Ce moment était lourd d'émotion. On s'était levés pendant la nuit et retrouvés pour ça! J'étais fébrile en pensant à ce que je m'apprêtais à faire et je tremblais tellement que j'arrivais pas à ouvrir mon pot de crème.J'ai enfin protégé le lit d'une serviette et je me suis accroupie. C'était le dernier moment pour encore renoncer à mon acte cette fois volontaire et je me suis arrêtée pour réfléchir. Puis j'ai remonté ses jambes, les ai maintenues contre sa poitrine et suis entrée.Je l'ai. “What?” She said, “It’s good enough for me to suck, and swallow, but not good enough for you? If you EVER think I’ll suck you off again, you better bring those lips back here.”It kinda did make sense, I guess, but…wasn’t that a bit queer? Well, I had enjoyed it, wanted it again, so…I leaned towards here, she grabbed the back of my head, pulled me to her, planted her lips on mine, and proceeded to French me. I survived, and, it really didn’t taste too bad, either. It wasn’t the last time we. Smart too, she was the first in the family to head off to college. She had a lot going for her, but I never really paid much attention.Things took a turn the summer of ‘77, after I turned 18, just before I headed off to the Army.I planned on spending a month on my Grandparents farm before shipping out, just to get my head straight. The whole month my Aunt Cindy was always there, doing chores, gathering eggs, feeding the chickens; always with me watching. It was hard not to watch her work.She.