“What was it you wanted?” I asked.“I want you to fuck me!” she growled.I withdrew most of the way and sunk all the way in, then withdrew most ...f the way and stopped.“I’m sorry, I forgot what I was supposed to do.”“If you don’t start fucking me, I’m going to cut it off with a kitchen knife!” she giggled.I plunged back into her and her hips met me. She put her ankles behind mine and we quickly developed a furious rhythm. I felt her muscles begin to tense and her pussy walls rippling as her orgasm. Out of the drivers seat and into the back of the van, I pull every one of the curtains shut and secure them. "This is why I drive this old van Bob." He smiles at me and comes back with me. I was thinking that we'd fold down the bed, but Bob has other ideas and pushes me down on the back seat. We kiss, Bob's lips soft against mine and our tongues feeling each other. He begins unbuttoning my shirt but the way we're sitting makes it difficult, so I pull away from him, stand up and strip my clothes. Cool teen talk!Hottie Katie tells in her profile she like to show off in public, is in for sexy thingsOh that is interesting. Ever done some threesome? Sex party coming up for your friends?Tell her how another friend Kate of only 18 in London told about her foxy five-some up!Hot sexy scenes there now probably! Plan something similar? Have a steaming sex party?Assuming at the time that Katie had also invited a bunch at hers in the style of KateI melt from her cute confession that she never. She said. So just keep it on slave, and go into the bedroom when youre done drying off. I finished drying, except for the soggy G-string, and went into the bedroom. My raging hard-on was sticking out the top of the pouch on the G-string. She walked into the bedroom a few minutes later wearing a red satin camisole, garter belt, nylons and black patent leather pumps. She came over to the edge of the bed where I was sitting, grabbed my balls through the pouch, and told me to open my mouth..