In my mind I was with Tina at the Handee Hugos down from her house. She had been swimming with her friends at the neighborhood pool. Our neighborhood ...idn’t have a pool. She wanted me to meet her and go swimming. I had to ride my bike through the woods and down a trail that took me through a park. Finally I came out on a road that lead straight up to the gas station about a half mile away. I pedaled like a fiend down that road so that I could get there before Tina and her friends left. Tina met. When it came to boys? Marie had absolutely no interest whereas I was pretty much obsessed.The main reason I had wanted to spend the night at her house when, in fact, I could have asked any number of other friends, was that I had recently developed a hard-core crush on her older brother, Dennis. He was fifteen at the time and had a sort of "bad boy" look about him. He wore dark clothes, had stylishly messy brown hair, and a moustache that, in retrospect, was actually sort of lame.Early on that. Every time he pressed his fingers into her tits I could see that they were so rock solid and firm that his fingers sprung back, hardly moving the tittie itself. The exception to this was when he put his fingers on her nipple areas and pressed. They must have been incredibly soft because his fingers nearly disappeared.By this stage, Miss Pretty's face was as pink as her nipples and when my father cupped her tit in one hand and squeezed and rolled the nipple with the finger and thumb on his other. Hems were slid up out of the way, legs were spread and exploring fingers parted warm pussy lips.“This might be a good movie but I don’t care what’s happening on the screen, only what’s happening with us,” Sandra said quietly.“I agree, I love your fingers exploring my pussy,” Susan replied, her body reacting to her clit being excited.Jessica could see that Susan’s hand was between her mom’s legs and wondered if Alex would make a move on her.Alex wasn’t very interested in the movie, only Jessica..