She poured both of us a glass of wine and then placed her arm around me. "Are you a virgin? Have you had sex yet" she asked. "What" I stuttered back. ...Have you had a fuck yet !" She said matter of factly. I explained about my aborted couple of tries and she smiled and said "I think its time for you to learn. Would you like me to teach you?".I went ridged and said "I think Mrs Wilkinson I should leave". "Don't be silly and its Hazel OK!" She brought her hand onto my crotch. "I can feel you. I was a 38 regular. Not a single digit number! The lady started looking through a rack. Now that rack was not meant for man or boy! This could not be happening to me!!! (GOD? Please God! I promise I will be good for the rest of my life! What did I ever do to make God so angry with me?)Well, I decided to just get this over with and as fast as I could manage it. I took the T-shirt and asked them; "What else do I need?" I had hoped I had asked this before they could start something else. Betty. As soon as my fingers applied pressure on them, I felt her pussy get very juicy and gushed juices out around my stiff member. She moaned aloud. “Oh god, I need that Mike, thanks.” She kept grinding against me. She wanted more. I could feel and see her juices moving down her legs and puddling on the floor. Alice’s movement were getting more forceful and deliberate. I grab full handfuls of her breasts. And she had another orgasm. Her body shook for at least a minute. Then she pulled her ass away. “Oh, Tom that feels so good!” she softly crooned. I moved very slowly, both to mask our actions if possible, but also to prolong the pleasure. My task was made easier by the moisture secreted by her body. “Wait, just a second!” she exclaimed, so I stopped moving. I waited for her to release her grip on me, but instead she once again took hold of my swollen member and by making small adjustments to her position, she fed it into her warm womanhood. “Oh, my! Push it in further Tom!”As we lay in.