I – Fuck, did I dare? So for the next two months, every time he would come over, we would find a way to get a quick little hookup in. The third climax hit almost right after the second one, my pussy spasming around him as I fought to keep quiet. I desperately wanted to touch him, and it was surprisingly out of character for me to suddenly want to do these things. I was given the garage that they had converted into a giant bedroom, with a TV and a couch and a recliner and a bed all in the same space – trying to make up for the complete lack of any natural light. I gasped, and the first few steady thrusts made me moan just a little too loud. Angel hurried to his feet, pulling his shirt on and pulling his pants up just a second short of Amos walking through the door to the garage. My only solace was my best friend, Angel. I hated him for being so gentle when all I
