Head back, she looked into the sky and felt the warm sun on her face; on her body. The sensation was amazing in combination with the smell of the mead...w grass and sound of the breeze blowing through the nearby tree branches. Then she felt something larger get pressed into her mound. Her partner immediately pushed his cock as deep into her as he could, both of them quivering with delight. Standing in front of her, he pushed her further up on the log so she could get free access to her swollen. Her skin was fair and I would find myself staring at Christine’s white cleavage, hiding underneath a zip-up hoodie that she often wore. I often shared my sexual frustration about Nicole with Christine, and she would tell me how if she had a boyfriend she would let him explore her body. It was these types of comments that always sent a shock through my penis, and I could feel it jump in my pants.One day at a large assembly in the gym, all the classes were rallied in to watch a presentation. It. I noticed that it was woven with very thin nylon thread.It is a pantyhose made of thin cloth so that the background can be seen through when you grasp it with both hands and look through it!Until this moment, I had no memory of touching my sister's pantyhose with malicious intent. I was just curious about the underwear of the opposite sex.But at this time, I don't know what was happening, and some parts of my body were changing.The penis felt a little stiff and a mysterious pounding. His heavy hand tugged her hair, sharp bites of pain, pushing her resisting lips onto the knob of his cock, forcing it between the tightened grimace, past bared teeth, to fill her mouth with the smooth iron, plundering her wet maw. She tightened her grip on the denim and sucked in, mouth pulling to create friction. Anger filled her as she worked her tongue across him, drawing his intruding member deeper into her, her jaw working. She nursed him hard, sucking with force and determination. Her.