Nothing sexy like a thong, or lacy boy-shorts. Just a plain pair of bikini briefs made of cotton, a matching green to the bra you wore. My hands graze...the cloth that clings to your hips, while my thumbs circle their way towards the point where your thighs meet. Teasingly, my fingers dip inside the elastic band of the waist, but don’t stay in. My face is up against your mons, my lips press a gentle kiss against your panties. I can smell the musk of your desire, your passion. I am venturing into. Both guys pull up there pants and just walk out, and I got up off of my hands and knees and sat on the bench, naked except for my sandals and I am sitting there trying to get my wits about me when another guy comes in and puts money in the TV next to me and pulls his cock out and then he looks over at me and chuckles a little and says, do you need another one. I said sure what the heck and so e walked over and I started to suck him. After a few minutes he asks me where I want it and I figure,. Yes she is sexy and I reckon we would end up having some wild times in the bedroom but I still had flash-backs to Phil's death and that would always be a barrier between us.Anyway the conversation started to flow and I found out a bit about the three newcomers. Jen seemed to have changed her attitude since we last spoke and was now talking about wanting to learn a trade that would be useful. Kat was also quite chatty, she told us she had been interested in chemistry at school but family. Round 2 He looks pleased but far from done “I know you’re not done yet” I said with a sense of pride sitting at the top step He walked up the stairs to me, leaned me back, lifted one of my legs to his chest and rubbed his dick on my pussy. He pushed his head in and it stopped, he couldn’t get it in. He pushed his thick dick in harder and forced his way through. It felt like my first time all over again. He didn’t stop his strokes were long deep and strong, he felt so good. “Say it” he said.