Marion blinked, then re-read the passage again. ‘stayed at aunt Mary’s, when she was laying on the settee reading, I was able to see up her skirt,...her knickers had slipped to the side, saw some of the hair between her legs, I wish I could see aunt Mary’s cunt. Marion sat down on the bed, she never imagined for a minute, that Gary would entertain thoughts like that. Then she continued to read the next page, it said, ‘I saw mum squatting down, she had her knickers on, there was hair sticking. I was sated with all the sex I was getting. I slept the sleep of the happy. The next day Jack did not come by. He did not come by for days. I needed his sex. I needed him or someone like him. After a week I had become frantic. I went over to his house and knocked on the door. He came to the door in a robe. "What do you want Beth?" he asked. "I want you Jack. I want to be fucked. Why haven't you come to see me?" Then I saw her. The blonde sitting on the couch without a stitch of clothing on. Her. My smoothness became as much the symbol of girly me as my girlsclothes had previously.I slowly slid my hand up my flat tummy until I felt my ribcage begin.Then just a little farther up my hand encounters a large fleshy mound.Well not that large, but not flat boys breasts either. Confused andcurious now I slide my hand up the curve of this mound and find a largernipple at the peak! I slip my other hand to the left side of my chest andcaress the small mound there as well. The fragrance that. Then, I started moving my ass, and his dick was going in and out of my pussy while my boobs bounced up and down. He cupped my boobs with both his hands and started moaning too. I increased my pace and started screaming his name while riding him.We both were on edge. He wanted to get on top as we were close. He came over me again, pounding my pussy like there was no tomorrow. I was constantly biting my lips, and he had his hands all over my boobs. I asked him to increase the pace as I was about.