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Final part of this story. Runs a little long. Hope I dont bore you : Part one here: http://ift.tt/1ibqDJu We took the scenic road to her place, a small three bedroom about thirty five miles outside of town. I hauled down the highway, we left a trail of cigarette smoke and impure thoughts on the road behind us. We arrived at one of those gated little shacks you see in the country, these locked away places in the middle of nowhere. No markets. Not a lot of street signs. Her and I were standing on the back patio, i had a cig and she smoked a swisher. My friend was inside sipping an IPA. The fat brown stogie sticking out of her mouth was an odd kind of turn on. The way she French inhaled, looking at me through those calm blue eyes. I wanted to run my fingers through her shoulder length blonde hair. I wanted to kiss her supple lips and bite her smooth neck. I wanted to wrap my strong hands around her shoulders and s her bra off her shoulders. Instead I just kept smoking and trying not to stare too hard. She was wearing this faded jersey, short jean shorts and knee-high socks. Her blonde hair was curled, like she hadnt brushed it. The look of a girl who had spent most of her day passed out. I was telling stupid jokes and trying to avoid asking about the weather. She must have caught me looking because she asked me, &quot;wanna see?&quot; I did, but I said &quot;see what?&quot; &quot;These&#8230;&quot; she said as she lifted her top. Her smooth tummy was the first thing I saw. The little hole of her belly button outlined by the small chubby belly she had. Curvy as hell, toned. the underside of her breasts slipped from beneath her jersey, her bra held them and gave them a well defined shape. I traced my finger up her belly and between her breasts. She slapped my hand away and said, &quot;look only mister.&quot; My friend opened the door behind us. She instinctively shoved her top back down, then giggled when she saw it was him. She nodded at me and said to him &quot;I like your friend here. He seems fun. Wanna take a walk?&quot; She led us down a long road that passed a few more houses like hers, until we came to a fenced off alcove. Little more than a kid&#8217;s hiding spot. &quot;In here&quot; she beckoned. It must have been an old work shed. Whoever had cleared the place had left a work bench and some tool racks attached to the wall. It looked a bit creepy, but she took out a pipe and some green. We hit a few bowls and the subject of her email came up. She had skittered across the floor to his lap and was running her hands up and down her legs, pulling one of her socks down to expose her smooth leg. He was rubbing her shoulder and massaging the back of her head. Her eyes rolled back and she closed them in bliss. He continued rubbing her and she moaned softly. She was like puddy, and he worked his way up her sides. Smooth, I thought. He cupped the bottom of her breasts, which made her fidget. She relaxed and leaned into him. Her legs fell open and I could see the &quot;V&quot; at her midsection clearly even with her jean shorts. I had a nice peak right up to her thighs, where a small patch of denim shielded her naughty bits. He traced his fingers over the waistband of her jean shorts, slipping one finger inside. She gasped. He worked his hand down her pants and she arched into him, lifting her bottom off the floor. I reached over and undid the button at her waist. She smiled at me and slowly undid the zipper. The purple lace of her panties peaked from behind her jean shorts. I could see the outline of his hand working her clit. She reached behind her and flashed a devillish smile as she came across his hardening length. He was kissing and nibbling her ear as I saw her give him a firm squeeze. I walked over to her and took her by the hand. She stood up and followed me to the workbench. There I bent her over while he slid her panties down around her ankles. Her firm butt jiggled as she bounced up and down on her tip toes. She gave us both a momentary glimpse of her anus. I knelt before her and spread her wide open. Her pussy was starting to get wet, her clit was hard and ready for my tongue. I felt my nose press into her hole as I took her into my mouth. She rocked against my face gently, long slow moans coming from her lips. I looked up and saw him fingering her ass, licking the tip to lube her up. I shoved my face deeper into her, feeling her juices start to drip onto my cheeks. Above and behind me, my friend was slipping his pants off. His cock hung hard and ready as he slipped it from behind his boxers, his soft balls and long shaft throbbed. The head of his dick dripped. I pulled my face away as he plunged himself inside her. I had this incredible view of his anus, balls and cock as he fucked her. She was leaving thick white trails on his shaft and crying out for more. I started to finger her clit. He was pounding her hard, his balls slapping against my fingers as I touched her. I shifted positions to the side for a better view, apparently channeling my inner porn director. I was still fully clothed, but my rock hard dick was pressing against my pants so hard it was actually hurting me. He dug his nails into her hips as he fucked her, sending ripples up her ass to her beautiful breasts. Her hard nipples traced across the table and she clenched the sides for balance. He gave her one final thrust, hard and deep. His balls convulsed as he emptied himself inside her. Small droplets of him dribbled from her soaking cunt. He pulled away from her, dripping a few more spurts of cum. He kept jacking off, another orgasm rocking through him made him shoot off more of his thick spunk across the floor. She turned to watch. I was mesmerized. When he was finished, he looked at her gaping pussy and said &quot;sloppy seconds. Heh.&quot; I didnt care. I needed to fuck her with everything I had. My cock exploded from my pants and I had my bottoms pulled down around my ankles. I turned her on ber back and balanced her on the table, then I slid myself inside. She was wetter than usual, his thick cum was the perfect kind of lube. I thrust into her hard. He joined me at my side, cock in hand. He was staring at my dick as it slid into her warm fuck hole. I was watching her tits bounce while I buried my thick shaft inside her. I asked him to touch my balls. He tickled my asshole with his pinky and gave me a soft squeeze. I responded with a few firm thrusts. She scraped her nails down my chest and I cursed in sweet pain. If you beloved this posting and you would like to receive more details concerning shemale video chat kindly check out the web-site. Then I pulled most of the way out of her. I took his hand and guided it to my shaft. &quot;Finish me,&quot; I commanded. He stroked me slowly with a firm grip. Their wetness made my shaft slick, and his hands sent a tickling pleasure that pooled at the head of my cock. I was close enough to feel my toes curl. She started to finger herself and he gave me one final squeeze from the base of my cock all the way to her pussy. My spasming cock shot load after load of man spunk up her tight little slit. When I pulled out, she stuck three fingers inside and pulled a thick glob of grool from her pussy. We both watched her lick her fingers clean as more of our juices dribbled from her trembling cunt. We smoked a few more bowls and the sun went down. The ride home was relaxing, even though Id lost I somehow felt there were worse things in life. hospitallibb