‘I won’t drink,’ he said. ‘I’ve got ice tea in the cooler. I’ll grab your beer while you’re changing.’ He leapt from the couch heading... for the fridge. I flung open the door to my closet, throwing on my finest road farming apparel, cut offs and a spaghetti strap tee shirt. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror dragging a brush through my hair and binding it with a band into a massive ponytail. I applied an extra layer of deodorant, which I knew was fruitless, in this heat, degree only applied. I was lying on the opposite side of the bed controlling my breathing acting as if I was still asleep, he continued stroking his cock as he took in her body at forty she was still as firm as she was in her twenties.After looking for a while he seemed to pluck up courage, reaching down he ran his fingers lightly over her breasts gently squeezing a nipple, though Anne moaned slightly she didn't wake getting braver he lent over and rubbed the head of his cock across her nipple as well.I was caught. I asked him. andy, FUCK ME! PLEASEJUST FUCK ME!!!he needed no further coaxing. he started sliding that monster cock of hisalmost all the way out and then back to balls deep in me. i was inheaven. he kept hitting my pleasure spot. i couldn't believe it i wasfinally losing my cherry. i felt like such a slut and loved it. he wasgroaning and i new he couldn't last long in a virgin hole as tight asmine even with a condom. i knew he was close. i yelled out, the condomsstill on, right? he grunted,. Dev grew up to be everything opposite of his father. He was kind, strong, helping and sensitive, yet he was not a pussy and knew his strengths.It all started when Dev finished his college and was waiting for final results. Dev was tall and had a muscular figure with broad chest, wide shoulders, and defined muscles. Most women take a second glance at this hunk of a man. Whenever they used to go for functions Dev was a subject of talk for women and Priya always felt happy but jealous when other.