She let out a series of moans, groans, and little screams that she could not control. I was speechless as I watched her slowly recover from pleasuring...herself. She was dripping with perspiration and pussy juices. She started shaking like she had the chills so I laid down next to her under the covers and held her spent body close. She was breathing heavily but slowly and as her breathing got back to normal she thanked ME for watching her masturbate and I started to laugh for some reason and that. I was always shy and did not have much experience with girls and she was aware of it as we talked about it from time to time. Other than Playboy Magazine photos, never saw a female nude. She looked fantastic with her breasts standing firm and round, pussy completely shaved. Carrie got next to me on the bed, we started kissing with dualing tongues while my hands were caressing her breasts and squeezing her nipples. First one breast and then the other and then slowly slid my hand between her. The summer evening and warm and peaceful. Ashley sat on the hood of her boyfriend’s convertible Dodge Challenger, twirling her sheen black hair between her fingers. The black muscle car’s engine rumbled vibrating beneath her precarious perch over the left wheel. Only seventeen years old, Ashley had the brightest blue eyes imaginable, a summer tan with perfect bikini lines, and the boldest sense in sexuality. She was undoubtedly the most wanted girl in her school, and she only gave her heart –. 'You would think, being the boss and all. But people expect you to stay and mix with them. Otherwise they just think your mean and moody.''Oh, you don't seem like either of those things,' Sammi said, still not able to look at him, still worrying about her underwear suddenly becoming the victim of gravity if she caught a glimpse of his smile. She stifled a yawn.'Tired?' he asked, picking up his fresh drink.'A little. It's been a long day and I didn't sleep too well last night.''How come?'She.