Just the image that conjured up in my mind was enough to make me bust out laughing. Jake looked at me as if I was crazy. Then he must have realized how funny it all was, because he just started laughing with me, until finally we were both sitting on the ground, our arms around each other's shoulders like the best pals we really were, laughing until the tears were racing down our faces.I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. "Splat," I said. That started us going all over again.By the time we were finally calmed down, we were lying on our backs on the ground, my bicycle still blocking the sidewalk as it lay on its side."Okay," wheezed Jake, "enough of this. What the fuck's going on? And, by the way, where did you get the protection?"Well, that nearly got me going again as I described my trip into his father's drug store with Josh to buy the condoms."No shit, my dad helped you guys out? Man, I wonder what he was thinking," marveled Jake."It took us by surprise, believe me," I. After Sandy's husband left for his night shift at missile operations, and she'd put her boys and her little girl to bed, Sandy and I acted like we were going into the family room to watch some television together. After not seeing Sandy for nearly six years after the torrid love affair we'd enjoyed, watching TV was the last thing I wanted to do. I wanted to see if the old flame I'd kindled inside Sandy's hot pussy was still alive. I quickly found out exactly where she and I stood with each other.I walked over to where Sandy was standing, and rather than sit down beside her as she indicated, I took her into my arms, and pulled her shapely womanly body close up against mine. Her breasts were quickly pressed firmly against my chest, and I reached down behind her, cupping her rounded asscheeks in my hands, and pulled her pussy tight against the large full bulge of my hardon. I wanted Sandy to know that I had that same hard cock more than ready to fuck her only much better than I'd ever.
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