Leaning over on to his shoulder Maria coolly did the introductions. ‘This is George, my boyfriend’. George followed up with a smile and a ‘ He...lo, nice to meet up’ as if nothing out the ordinary was happening. After all, here Beth stood, gazing at his balls! Maria followed up by adding ‘Why don’t you give George a nice hello kiss’ and slowly placed her finger on the exposed back of his cock adding, ‘somewhere here’ . Beth knew she should have left them to it. Maybe make some tea for the. “I see you all the time on the field after class practicing ." She knew the number I wore which was more that I could say for half my teammates. I felt like a sports celebrity. She brought me down to earth though, when she asked if I would ever see any playing time in a “real game” that year. Apparently, she was a real soccer fan and knew me for what I was; an insufferable bench warmer. But at least I wore the warm-up suit. We chatted and ate our meal. Like me, Maria lived on campus and was. Mum and Dad had both impressed on him that he must be respectful to women, and I guess he had taken that message on board – which may be one he has been such a good brother.For my part, I had fanaticised (as all girls do) about having different men lying on top of me in bed (and elsewhere!) – and on several occasions I’d thought it would be fun to be fucked by Mark. He had a fabulous body and seemed to be popular with the girls.But I’d never, for one moment, ever thought he might be the one to. Her breasts were firm and young, her legs were neatly shaved, and of course she had her black hair down in a curly fashion. She looked beautiful. "You look beautiful today Samantha. Have I been gone that long to not see my littlesister grow into a woman?" I asked. "Aw! thank you so much." Samantha answered, flustered. She put her head on my shoulder, and I wrapped my arm around her. We were watching a movie when I noticed that her breasts were pushed firmly against my ribs, and her hand was.