'Fuckingggggg Hellllll Mariel', his long drawn exclamation, breathed heavily under his breath, told me he was seeing what I intended, I smiled to myse...f, looking out the window, 'Remind me to buy you sexy underwear, for your fifteenth birthday Mariel, I turned and looked across at him, bathed in sunlight, I smiled demurely, 'No need Uncle Joe, I prefer to be naked around you', then I added to his original question, 'Yes I do know some horny girls, remember, all my friends are of bleeding age,. The two plump, saucy mounds jounced with their newly acquired freedom, and Betty ineffectually tried to use one arm to cover them up."Please don't hurt me!" she pleaded, her pretty lower lip quivering.Frank quickly produced a couple of lengths of white clothesline rope from the bureau, and dropped down on the bed beside her."Don't tie me up!" Betty exclaimed in sudden alarm. "Please! Please!"She started to struggle again but only in a token manner. Frank quickly looped one of the ropes around. When she drew her knees up to her chest, David switched to the view from the foot of the bed and pulled his stiff rod from his pants.Licking his chapped lips, he stroked himself. His eyes focused on the rose of her anus as her hand, trapped between her thighs, strummed her labia. He wanted to climax with her. Her moans and gasps through the headphones told him she was getting close and he dared not to look away to find lube or tissues.Suddenly, she spread and lowered her legs, withdrawing her. They would watch us like hawks and report any infraction to our parents. When we were younger and had gone trick-or-treating, the only things we had ever gotten from them were some religious comic book things. We avoided their house after that.We called a halt to the game in favor of watching our new neighbors move in. This was what you might call a middle class neighborhood. The houses were custom but not anywhere near the mansions they had on the north side of the town."David, do you want.