He stood in front of me and expertly pulled my nightgown over my head. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Now I was breathing so hard it fel... like panting. Steve put his hands on my ankles. “Relax,” he said. Then he propped my legs up on the couch so I was spread wide open. He smiled at me and planted a firm but almost polite kiss on my slit.My pussy was on fire. I ached for release. I’d already gotten myself going before, now this was something out of a fantasy. I. Where do you want to meet, like in the library? I’m not doing anything before school tomorrow before school, how about then?” She said, “No I don’t like getting up early, how about you come over to my house today at say, 4:30, and you can tutor me then?” Dumbfounded and feeling a feeling of victory and triumph said, “Uh, yeah sure. I don’t know where you live or how to reach you though, so….” She gave me her address and number (score!), and I gave her my info, and then she left. As soon as she. Four of us young lads were down by the creek enjoying our favourite pastime, cray fishing and drinking beer. Joey Vella, Pete DiDeo, Sean Connor and myself, Bob Cox, yeah, I know 'spot the Aussie'. The beer came via Sean's big brother Ray, we are all seventeen and underage for buying booze.Sunday mass was over and it was a perfect day for fishing, we had just dropped our cray traps in and were about to return to the first trap and have a beer, when we spotted young Jimmy Quinn sitting on the. I could feel her hips flying upwards to meet me, thrust for mighty thrust. With eyes closed, I could feel our pubic bones mashing together as my cock rammed home time after time. In my mind I could hear Amber’s moans growing louder and longer as we both soared upwards towards an explosive mutual orgasm. Somehow, in reality, lying in our separate bedrooms and in our separate beds, we always had our orgasms at the same time with me shooting my wad in a purloined pair of her panties. Thinking back.