I leave my bedroom and there she is waiting for me. She stands, smiles telling me that I look beautiful. She pulls me into her arms. She is holding me...so close that I can feel her body touching mine from head to toe. As she holds me she's whispering in my ear such deliciously wicked things, I can feel myself getting moist.Just as we move to sit on the couch, I notice you looking in. I gasp as I land on the couch. She is pulling me in close, but I reach out to her wanting to stop the embrace.. He responds by unfastening my blouse and groping awkwardly at my right breast, rubbing and squeezing it hard as he starts to moan in response to my wrist action on his throbbing cock.My other hand instinctively comes up to hold the hand he has on my breast and I get a thrill as my fingers touch his wedding ring once more, reminding me that this is another woman's husband that will soon have his hard cock inside me. I know other women in the village frown on me, behind my back calling me a. "Would you like to? I mean, to make out with a virgin?" I'd rather have you, darling," he lied for the thought of being first with a girl was often on his mind."But wouldn't it be? Like? Sort of special to be a girl's first ever lover? And she'd be tighter than me, too?" Uh, sure, I guess so?" Why was she asking this? "But you're great, Sherry. I like you a lot."Sherry's question had not exactly come out of the blue. Little Cindi Carter was two years younger than her obese sister, Eileen and,. She hears the door open and him walking slowly down the stairs. She feels how her pussy gets wetter. She can only see his bare chest. He walks towards her, grabs her throat and kisses her passionately. She lets out a quiet little moan of pleasure. She loves when he takes control. She's so wet and ready for him to take her. She feels how his lips start to move down, slowly down her neck then over her breasts and towards her wet pussy. He gives it a kiss and softly moves his tongue against her.