This carried on until i eventually came and then she came over and we had sex. This continued to be the pattern every time i visited, i'd watch her on...film while she watched me masturbate then we would have sex, not that i was complaining but it was a bit weird! The films were superb especially watching her get fucked by her ex which always ended with a messy facial and it wasn't long before we were making our own and had even made a couple out of doors one in the car park and one which still. Normally she would not have, but her family wasout of town for the night and so she knew it would beokay without worrying about waking up any of her familymembers. He gladly accepted, and they walked up thedrive into her house. She offered him a seat on sofa while she went to thekitchen. She offered him a cold beer that she foundinstead, unless he’d prefer water or juice, and heaccepted the beer. She in turn decided to pour herselfa glass of wine, as her intention was to continue. What am I doing?! I’m nervously walking up the stairs. There it is. Her room. Door open. I’m approaching it. She’s hearing my steps. “Come in! I’m just changing into the clothes, I’m behind the curtain. Make yourself comfy on the chair” “Um… ok sure”. The back of her room is separated from the front of the room by a curtain. Behind the curtain there are a few open shelves and her wardrobe. The curtain starts moving a bit, then she’s parting it and stepping out. “What do you think?” she asks,. She rolled under me now, allowing me a better look at her. Her perfect body, I could feel her under me, pushing into me, pulling me closer to her, merging with me. I had one hand in her shirt now, feeling her breast, as her nipples got hard. I raised her shirt just enough and began to play with one, and then the other, with my mouth, smiling as she let out her soft laughter. I let the other hand continue down her belly and went back to kissing her. She hesitated only momentarily as one finger.