I somehow managed to pull myselfaway from Alec. "This isn't right," I gasped, "I've never consideredmyself as gay; not even bisexual. I just can't do ...his; I can't let youhandle me "down there". But I'm not a flirt and, if you will let me, I amwilling to bring you off by hand. I'm sorry but that's as much as I canhandle right now."Alec was breathing deeply and clearly in a high state of arousal."Anything," he moaned, "just get on with it!"I finished unzipping his trousers and pulled down his. Her face was sweaty and dirty and her top was wet with sweat. Her nipples were easy to make out in the thin fabric. I went inside and got a first aid kit and a wet towel. She said she had lost her way and had slipped down a hill. She couldn’t find the trail, but managed to make it back the way she came. I handed her the wet towel and she wiped her face off with it. I kneeled down with the first aid kit and my heart began to race as I was close to her naked legs with her beautiful thighs. I. "That's what you want, baby? You want to watch me fuck that woman?" No, sweetie. Of course, I don't want to watch you fuck that woman," I open my eyes and look down at you, confused. "I want to watch you fuck that girl. I want to watch you fuck her, and teach that girl everything you know. I want to watch you make her a woman." Jesus fucking christ," I whisper, throwing my head back again, thrusting my hips off the bed, trying to fuck the hand wrapped around me. You resist, tightening your. I loved listening to her little sighs of contentment as I softly plumbed her wet vagina. Just when I was on the edge of releasing my load, she grabbed my arm and begged me to "go a little longer, I'm almost there". Being a gentleman, I stroked her pussy for several more minutes until she was starting to quiver with her orgasm. As soon as I was certain she was well over the edge, I slammed her pussy hard and let my creamy cum flood her pretty little pussy.We got to know each other a lot better.