"Oooouch are you okay?" "Yeah fine. I'll get another even though I can't feel much through it". Cathy turned her head and smiled. "Well you're not goi...g to get me pregnant are you? Get on with it". And she parted her bum cheeks for me again. I slipped the condom off, placed it in her bin and grabbed the oil to lube up once more. I didn't tease her as much this time I slid straight in about a third of my cock deep. "Ahhhhhh! Owwww! FUCK!" Okay?" Hmmmmmm. Fuck yeah!"I drew back and pushed half. I could only desire her slender shapely body, her bronze hair and tiny feet from the safety of my window. On the morning of the third day she was out again. I was in the kitchen making coffee. As the water gurgled in the coffeemaker I stared at my back door. I wanted her. Finally I could wait no longer. I went and found Megan squatting, pulling weeds in the flower bid that separated our properties. She raised her eyes and I waved and said, “Hello.” My heart pounded. She smiled, her eyes. I’d take them out and teach them how to play well, and we traded phone numbers and called each other frequently to play.Me being my hormonal teenager self (I was barely 17 at the time, this past spring/summer actually), I asked them how they liked their women and they laughed and joked about sex and I sort of taught them to be responsible when having sex. I even gave them some good porn sites to go to so that they could enjoy themselves. And I did this frequently to Scooby, because haha, he. Thank God I had shaved my armpits this morning. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply, anticipating his next action. His fingertips gently grazed over my stomach, causing my pussy to tingle. His hands moved around my torso methodically: he was giving me a soft massage. He massaged my thighs, slowly getting closer to my pussy, teasing me. I bucked my hips into his hand, causing his palm to push on my clit, it felt so good. “Ah, ah, ah,” he whispered into my ear, “Don’t be naughty, or I’ll have.