As long as I was on the right path and did the right things, I would get all the support I needed.Accusing Sarah could wait for later on. The first st...ep would be to find the damn asshole that fucked her. Because I trusted my employees 100 percent, I told them about my problems and as I had expected, all of them promised to help me. During an extra long coffee break we agreed on a simple plan.Our plan turned to action only two days later when Sarah told me that she was invited to join a new. I was fighting myself now, holding myself back, feeling as if I would lose my mind, listening to the wet sounds her fingers made, her moaning and groaning, and watching my hot sister bring her self to the brink of an amazing climax. I felt like a caged animal, and every muscle in my body was bunched and tight, ready to spring. Kristy moaned louder now, her fingers pumping faster and harder, deeper inside her juicy cunt. It was so hot how my sister rubbed her clit in quick little circles,. Since then I had tried to get her. I had great success with her in the beginning. We were close friends. She used to share everything with me. In school too, she and I used to have lunch together. We used to sit together also. Her body smell was like of green apples. I swear she used to give me a hard time controlling myself.She knew I had a crush on her but never said anything. All was going well till another guy from the second section got to her. He was a fucking model like. She quickly. “I know that Bethany will love her, that she’s going to be very excited about burying her tongue in that dribbling, wet pussy …” The dribbling, wet pussy quivers as it steps closer to the patio door and a bead of expectation escapes its parted lips and trickles down my ejaculant smeared thighs. “… I think sometimes that she wearies of taking all that cock; of being so repeatedly and endlessly fucked …” I reach the door, steady myself with a hand against the frame and pause on the threshold..