She told me she was really sixteen, but sometimes looked older, sometimes younger. I told her that what we were going to do was not legal, but she tol... me to shut up, she took off her short skirt and blouse. There she was, naked apart from some small while cotton panties, in my living room. Her skin was a beautiful tanned colour and her bikini tan-lines were really pronounced. But what got my cock instantly hard were her small puffy-nippled tits and a few born pubes sticking out of the side of. You turned to me, a smile beginning to play at the edges of your lips as your fingers slowly moved up, grazing my skin, feeling the heat that was rolling off me in waves. They stuttered when they reached where the barrier should be, searching along the length for the small scrap of cloth waiting to be pushed aside. Little did you know, the first thing I had done after I’d noticed you in the crowd was remove my panties in the bathroom. I saw your eyes widen in surprise, a full grin breaking out. ’ This gave me a little breathing space. Things were getting out of my control. Caroline was acting like a little minx, far more forward than she had ever been with me, flirtatious. She was still the delightful Caroline I enjoyed being with but she was now sexy, confident, and determined. I made the coffee, mind seething and body highly aroused, and took it back into the lounge. I gave her the cup and said, ‘There, I hope you like strong coffee’. ‘Oh, I do’, she said looking at me and smiling.. “Put it in,” he said. He moved closer, on top of her, kissing her. Her hand found his wonderful cock, so hard for her, and she pressed it against the opening of her wet pussy. Staring into her eyes, he hesitated, then pushed his cock home. Pushed it deep, deep inside her. She’d had vibrators and dildo’s galore inside her in the last few years, but not a cock. Not the real thing. Not a man. Then he was buried inside her, holding his weight above her. She spread wider, wanting more, wanting all.