“Kigo? Mai dekhoni konodin? Dhore dekho besh norom”(haven’t you seen tits before? you can touch them, they’re soft) I said with a smile. The g...y, shakily, sat down beside me and with both hands started pressing my boobs. I took off my kamees too, he was awestruck. Suddenly with an unknown ferocity, he started fingering me!He was crude but at that moment anything would’ve worked. I was utterly enjoying this. He suddenly stopped and said “Bara chosho amar!”(suck my dick) He had a typical bengali. Rayne’s hands wrapped around his wrists and his body pinning him down pushed his buttons like crazy. He moaned softly as Rayne’s lips caressed his throat. ‘So… huh… does that mean I can be as bad as I want, an’ all I’ll get is one little smack on the ass?’ he asked with a grin. Rayne’s lips stroked possessively over the swell of his adam’s apple, kissing hungrily along the line of his jaw, back to the sensitive curl of his earlobe and he whispered, ‘Does that mean you’re angling for more than. He was trying to get back up, when some older kids came over and broke things up. I grabbed my towel, and started to walk away, towards the gate.Brenda had gotten out of the pool, and she was staring at me. Emily and Gary were standing also. I waited to see if anyone was going to stop me, or say anything to me, but no one did. Even Richard had stopped saying anything to me. He stood there, his face red and angry, with his hands knotted tightly into fists. I got to the pool gate and left. I. Oh. I can't take it. I am going to cum," I squeal."Not yet, beautiful," he says withdrawing his fingers. "Try to relax."His hands massage my bare mound and make their way to my tummy and back up to my breasts. He continues to edge me. My hand reaches over and rubs his bulge in his pants. He presses his pants against my hand moaning. "Let me touch you. I want to taste you," I beg."No, lovely, not tonight. Tonight is about you. I will take my release shortly, trust me. And now, turn over baby, on.