She was on fire. Slowly his hands went down between her legs and parting her thighs; he opened her cunt lips, and gently massaged them. She hugged him...tight and he then inserted one finger into her vagina and started probing. He then inserted another finger in and with two of them his probe was around. She was kissing him all over his face, all wet kisses. A little later she started squirting more juices. At this, he removed his finger, and brought his mouth down. At last his face came down. Mother kneeled down and then pulled Cynthia back towards her, Cynthia feeling something pressing against her anus. Oh that is what she had done to Rosalind and now she was receiving the most wonderful sensation running through her body and up to her brain, the fingers at the front were still working and the new sensation just added. Cynthia knew she had had one orgasm and tried to count more, she lost count around seven and lost senses around five minutes later as she slumped to the floor.When. This girl's called Lorraine. I never actually fucked her (like much of my wank-bank) but I was fucking her best friend - I'm sure they shared stories. Lorraine had a boyfriend at the time and I remember asking him offhanded once if he used condoms. "Nah, she's on the Pill" was the reply. Just knowing that she liked getting a hot load shot in her pussy was just more fuel for the fire.So whenever I'm lying there in the mood, off to the wank bank and today lucky Lorraine is the girl I pick. About. "But he did more than just look didn't he Henry?" she said. "I watchedas he felt the lace trim then felt the cool nylon material of that slipthen watched as he gathered the material in his hand and rubbed itagainst his cheek and smelled the traces of my perfume still on thefabric! It seemed like he was in a trance! I heard his friends yellingfrom over the hedge then watched as he returned to his senses thenquickly trotted back to the game. Such a strange thing, a little boythat's interested in.