Oh, I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” My orgasm exploded and all I felt was the pleasure coming over me, and Daddy still fucking non-stop. I fell forwa...rds onto my mother, who held me steady while Dad wrecked my pussy. My orgasm was still washing over me and I was on the verge of passing out. I distantly heard Dad groaning and Mom egging him on.“That’s it Peter, fill your daughter’s pussy!” He let out one last massive groan as he forcefully shoved his dick in as far as it could go, and let his cum launch. " No, I said I didn't like you as much as I did. I still like you. You are still my best friend, Claire." Which was true - a best friend who had betrayed his trust.Her face softened and she looked relieved. She patted the table to her right. "Sit here next to me, Scott. We need to talk." I'm sweaty. I should probably take another shower."She smiled. "I like you sweaty. I like the way you smell right now. It reminds me of your odors after we make love sometimes. Come here - next to me,. If he was wearing baggy boxer shorts I would often get a peek at his balls as he sat with his legs apart, he did have nice legs for a man of his age and he was always there to answer questions I might have on my homework.A year or so ago I finished school, happy that my days of uniforms were over and I returned home to find Paul asleep on the sofa. He looked so peaceful laying there in his boxer shorts and I noticed the front button was open. There was half a bottle of scotch beside him and I. Then there’s me -- carrying a helmet and wearing a black leather jacket and black riding chaps. I knew I stood out and not in a good way. I weaved myself through the crowd to a small table in the back. I was just people watching, my eyes floating around the room when they landed on the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen. His piercing blue eyes captured mine immediately. I felt like he was penetrating my soul. When he broke contact, I thought “Holy fuck!” My pulse was racing so much that my.