He lay on his side, and reached one arm under me to pull me close as his lips once more sought mine. We kissed again, eyes closed, virtually alone und...r the sun, and slowly his hand came up across my stomach to grasp my left breast, hardening my nipples instantly. He slowly caressed my tit, his fingertips lingering around my aureole as he alternated between cupping the breast and squeezing my nipple through the cloth. The feeling was fantastic, as only the first conscious touch can ever be. “Okay, here” she told him and went on and added “lay down.” She pulled his naked body as she ogled the dangling lean cock while telling herself that the cock was all she wanted and she wanted it badly. However, she did feel bad for him and said “Ohhhhhh you poor baby, you poor guy.” She tried to relax him. He was starting to feel a little better but he knew he had broken his leg again and as a result he wasn’t able to move much. “I need crutches I think” he told her. Still he was happy. Sophie glanced around, making sure no one could see, and quickly pulled him into the toilets, slamming the door behind them and locking it, making sure this was as personal and as perfect as she’d of hoped. She picked a cubical, the end one, just out of habit and led him inside. Once there, confusion had left Ethan’s face and was replaced by something new. He urgently pushed her against the wall and their lips met once more, feeling different to before. Not like the couples randomly getting. I shiver at the sensation as my body temperature rises, my nipples hardening under the assault of another pair of jets. With thoughts of Jason in my head, I reach down to touch my pussy. I slide a finger inside, moaning at the feeling as the powerful jets attack my clit, heating it up, sending little shivers of excitement through my entire body. I add a second finger and fuck myself with them, thrusting my fingers in and out while my hips press forward, forcing the jets to pound me with the hot.