My cock slid in again, gliding through all the pleasures of her womanhood, inch by inch. I could feel every little texture of it. It was too wonderful...to explain.She squeezed her eyes tightly shut again. Her teeth gnashed together, and her lips curled back in what looked like rage. I was moving slowly in and out of her now and she could barely keep herself from throwing me off and running away screaming. Tears were flowing down her face and she looked absolutely beautiful to me. I went very. "I can't wait any more," Cobie says, kissing you gently on your lips, still wet with her taste. "How do you want me, Tom?"Kissing her passionately, you guide her over to the small bed. It's nothing terribly fancy or even comfortable; more a foam mattress on top of a ledge, but next to Cobie, it's the softest thing in the room. The two of you sit down on the edge of the bed, still kissing. She puts her hand on your chest, right in the center, running it up and down. Your own hand is on her inner. For once, I was getting things my own way. I suddenly realized I had better pull out or I would come right then.Because, I had other plans for where my load of sperm was going to go."That's enough of that for now. You are very good, and later I'd like to teach you a few tricks you may not know. But now, how would you like a nice backrub?" Amy straightened up partway, looked at me, and said, "sure." I wouldn't say she exactly lit up at the notion, but her relief was evident.Probably because she. At our age it's pretty hard to concentrate on what you're doing. On my mind, at the moment, was what was underneath Stella's dress.When she bent over to pick up a pencil that had rolled off the top of her book, I got a tantalising look down her top at one pair of perfectly tanned, smooth breasts. I decided that we should stop home on the way to the mall to get the afore mentioned stars. Seeing my lascivious look, Stella decided that wasn't such a bad idea either.Half an hour later we were both.