We shared the joint and got high, getting high makes me very horny and she knew that. She took my hand and guided me to the corner of the bed. She sat...on my lap with her legs on each side, she was sitting on me and kissing me vigorously, she started opening my buttons, and was giving me a hikkie or a love bite on my neck.I started pressing her breasts over her dress, running my fingers on her collar bone, licking her collar bone. This gets her very horny and she removed my shirt, now I was only. Flipping a switch on the hinges I opened it inwards. One of the large trees my hammock was normally tied to was snapped in half. The top part of its trunk was what had been piled against the door. I heard sirens in the distance as I helped her carefully out over the tree. As I lifted her down, my hands at her waist, hers on my shoulders, our eyes met again. She still looked at my face puzzled. I could see that she had recognized me as someone beyond being just her neighbor, but couldn’t place. Overwhelming sensations knotted her insides, building sweet tension that felt wonderful, but demanded release. ‘Oh God! He really is finger-fucking me!’ she thought. ‘A customer, a boy I hardly know, is finger-fucking me! And I’m letting him. Oh God! It feels sooooo good!!’ Soft moans continued to pour from her as Bobby’s finger and thumb plunged and twirled insistently. ‘God! Does he ever know how to do that!’ she thought. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had such a wonderful. On occasion, I could softly hear the sounds of feminine ecstasy, and I smiled to myself, thinking of the many hours I had spent at the computer while he was at work, downloading and listening to well over one thousand such files, selecting the best ones... all this with one hand down the front of my thong and the other hand snaking inside a cup of my bra. I knew that if I found a particular sound file arousing, then he would certainly enjoy it as well.His enjoyment was visibly evident. I.