Most girls around there didn’t get married until about sixteen, but her parents, especially her mother, thought it would be best if she were married...off as soon as possible before she did anything too foolish. Margaret, unlike most girls of the little town of Greenville, had ?ideas?. Not to say that other girls didn’t have ideas. It was just that the ideas of the other girls were normal and or ?healthy? like getting married to one of the local boys and starting a large family. Margaret, on. “Oh yeah, that feels great. Ohhhhh yes. This is the way I like to fuck,” she said, looking down at me. I had my hands on her ass. She was bent forward, her tits crushed against my chest, as she moved back and forth like she was on a galloping race horse, riding my cock faster and faster. “Fuck me! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she screamed, riding my cock harder When I put my finger in her ass that took her over the edge and she screamed even louder, “I CAN’T STAND IT. OH FUCCCCK!” I was beginning to. “She tugged up the light fabric, pulled it around her waist and released the remaining buttons. Without hesitation, she pulled the dress apart so the two halves lay on the grass. Diane stretched out on her dress, seemingly relaxed despite her exposure. Her bra and panties were white cotton, simple and basic – sexless by comparison with modern lingerie. To me, it was the most incredible sight I’d seen.“I near fainted at what she did next.“She arched her body from the ground and her hands slipped. “No! Wait, let me see them...” Laurie came across the room and grabbed them from her sister’s fingers. “Yes!” She tossed them across the room towards the suitcases; the panties landed in Cory’s.“Hey! Watch it!” protested Cory.Laurie shrugged unhappily.Just then the bedroom door opened, and Jeanine entered, carrying a pair of plastic laundry baskets. The baskets looked hopelessly mundane compared to the maid outfit the girl was wearing. The black satin top was cut sufficiently low that her open.