Ever so slowly – achingly slowly – I ran my hands along your bare calves to your knees. In the summer heat, you had not worn panty hose or even ho...d-ups leaving only the soft erotic feel of your skin open to the air and available for my touch. At the back of your knees, I paused to rake my fingernails lightly over the sensitive skin where I could feel the pulsating blood so near to the surface of the skin. Your hands tightened their grip on my shoulders as your legs weakened and you gasped ‘Oh. Jim turned to Stephen and asked, “Stephen, do you think you deserve a birthday kiss?”Stephen looked at me questioningly and said, “That would be nice.”“Cindy, go over and give Stephen his first birthday kiss.”It was starting. I was being asked to kiss Stephen as Jim watched.“Jim!” I admonished again. But I stopped short of refusing. I wanted to do this...“C’mon Cindy, it’s his birthday,” Jim insisted.Nervously, I sat next to Stephen. Placing my hands on his face, I gave him a light peck on the. On the contrary, she cranked her hips up even harder to meet my thrusts. SLAP,SLAP, SLAP. I was really pounding on her now. I had her legs pushed back so far her butt was twisted almost straight up. My legs ached from stretching over the lounge but I would have gladly fucked her until they fell off, it felt so good.Never before had I felt a pussy like this. Sure, I hadn't had many but the few women, well girls, that I had been with didn't fuck like this. Mrs. Pierce was my first real woman.. It's just the two of us here." She put down her fork and book, then stood. She walked over to me and closed the door to the fridge. She looked down at my exposed member. "Very delicious."She took my dick in her hand and lead me over to the table. "I haven't seen this since we were in high school. You remember that? When we would come home from school, and you'd fuck my little pussy with this? I remember. Then you went off to college and met that bitch. Soon you forgot all about me."She.