We play late at night.The first time I tested the waters, I told him to strip on my front porch and come to the door naked. The house next door was e...pty, front door is hidden by bushes, and the angles of the other houses can't see it.Sure enough he came over and took off every shred of clothing. The last piece off his a little lacey g string, which he seemed to enjoy doing slowly.I had left the front door open and was in the house watching him down the hall in the dark. It was so cool. .no rush.Fortunately, she had slipped her silver bullet vibe into her wash bag as an afterthought. Well, it was her holiday and she was going to enjoy herself.She loved edging when she had enough time to herself, and she had plenty now. Everything she needed for a good wank, prosecco, panties, personal pleasure, and her silver bullet would have to make up for the rest.Katie propped herself up on the plump pillows, plumping one under her bottom for good measure, and opened her thighs to the. It was the next Friday night the night that my cherry was about to pop as they say for the very first tine and obviously not the last, or so I thought but at the very last moment I had a wicked idea. I wanted to make him wait, for just one more week. That night when the doorbell rang I beat my parents to it and opened it just in case he had an ‘I’m going to take your baby girls cherry’ face on. I didn’t even give him the chance to enter the house, and right away I placed my hands on his chest. “Gently, David, please,” she whispered in his ear as heput his weight against her forcing his cock into her,stretching her wider than she had ever been stretched.He was gentle and soon her tiny body loved his weight,her tiny pussy loved being filled with his cock. “So good, so good,” she whispered in his ear as waveafter wave smashed into her. He fucked her three timesthat night before they slept. Becky knew as many timesas she had orgasmed on his big cock she was going.