Uske upar ka chaat toota tha to upar se pani gir rahi to maine bola bhigo mat mere yaha ake baitho yaha sukha hai to woh chup chap a gaya bhige blouse... aur bra ke wajah se mera shirt bhig gaya jisse mere breast ka full size usko dikh raha tha mujhye vi ajeeb lag raha tha achanak mere akhon me kuch chala gaya to bahut jalne laga to us ne kaha fuk mar dega to hat jaega usne fhuk marna start kia to uska chest almost mere breast se chipak gaya tha fhuk marte marte uska hot mere hote ke paas a gaya. I would always be horny hearing about her screwing. She knew that, and when I was pounding her she would tell me I was the best because I was her boyfriend.After we had been dating a year I got my license and had saved enough for a beater car so now I could take her to things. It was a good place to get in each other’s pants too. Because it was an old station wagon the stupid guys would laugh until I pointed out the air mattress in the back and just grinned. Then they all wanted to double date. At one stage I saw Jean standing by the side of one guy as he fingered her with almost everyone watching.I stood and watched as well and then noticed that the guy I was next to had his prick out and was having a wank. His cock was as stiff as a poker and it took all my will power not to sit on the fucking thing.I love seeing guys wank off in front of me and this was no different, the guys prick was about 6 inch long but fat, his bell end was bright purple and leaking pre-cum.I intentionally. Turns out she was the mother of one of my sisters best friends from school.And when I discovered this, I knew I had to bang her. It was my mission....We then went and danced, sucked a bit of face and felt each other up.Unfortunately, I'd have to wait a few days before I could see her cesarean scar up close, as her friend had to leave and she was playing TAXI for the evening.I danced the rest of the night, knowing I'd laid down the foundation to build something fucking epic.I messaged her the.