Bt I didn’t know what to do..main aage kuch kiya hi ni karta tha..(jitna sunahara mouka mujhe milta tha, shayad hi aisa kisi bhai ko mila hoga..aap ...vishwas ni karoge kabhi kabhi mujhe apna hath unki salwar me daale 10-10 minute tak ho jaya karte the….mai sirf unki gand ko sehlata, dabata..or agar hath chut tak pahuchta to sirf touch karta..maine kabhi apni soniya didi ki chut me ungli nahi ki…or is baat ka pachhtawa mujhe aaj tak hai..). khair abhi ye sab karte mujhe 1 mahina hi hua tha. He was kissing her and making no bones about hiding the fact that they were making out under the table. She stopped him and said something to him and they both got up to leave. i went to the van and watched as they pulled out. He drove her back to our neighborhood and parked 3 doors down under a big tree. I parked around the corner and walked to the house and opened the back door. I waited for about half an hour and they weren't getting out. I went to the lawn and stood against the brick. Amy’s top was off and her shorts were half way down her thighs. Coach held back and watched for a few minutes. What made things hotter for him was how Amy was drilling her middle finger up Jim’s ass as she sucked him. Coach’s cock swelled in his tight shorts as he looked on. Finally Coach made his move and he slowly and quietly approached the two students, ‘Ahhem. What the fuck?’ Coach announced his presence. ‘Oh shit! Coach William!’ Jim cried trying to pull Amy’s finger out of his ass and. It was her shy and slightly embarrassed look. ‘I’d like you to call the swim coach, Mister Adams.’ Her voice was soft almost mute. ‘I haven’t answered David yet. When we swim tomorrow, I’ll tell him. I sure am glad you helped me over the rough part.’ ‘I will call tomorrow after you and David talk. Come see me together.’ Abbie hugged me and thanked me. It was like a hug a daughter gives a father for helping with a problem. ‘We will Mister Adams. Bye.’ Off she skipped a happy girl just.