Pam and I were neck-deep out in the lake. I came up behind her and pulled her to me. Nuzzling her ear, I ran my hands up and slipped them into her bik...ni top, kneading her breasts and tweaking her nipples. "Steve!" she exclaimed softly, "Our parents are on the porch! They'll see us!" They can't see below the water and they like us being close. This is making them very happy," I replied. With that, I slid one hand down across her flat belly and into her bikini bottoms with the middle finger. My Mother was staying in our old traditional tiled house in my native place with my old Grand Mother. When I was 14 years old, my Grand Mother died and I moved back to my own house from the boarding school and joined a local school.Right when I was in the boarding school, I was used to reading plenty of adult books and watching porno magazines which other boys used to bring to the school. Around 6 months before my Grand Mother died and I moved back to my house, I read for the first time in my. Uh, uh." The sound, the sound of my wife's cunt,sloppy and wet, being pumped hard. My little cock drooled precum down the side of my leg. My fears melted away and were replaced with drooling lust. The room was filled with grunts and moans of pleasure. The smell of sex flooded the bedroom. My cock drooled pre-cum and I dared not touch the hard little thing as I was certain I would cum immediately. By now, Mary had gotten on top, in her favorite position. As big as Patrick was, she. He clearly wanted someone to talk to. So I listened to his troubles, as he talked about his problems getting along with his father, and a lot of other things. We drove for 20 minutes or so before he asked me where I was planning to spend the night. When I said I had no plans, and no money for a motel, he offered to let me stay at his place for the night. Soon after that we pulled into a condo complex, and walked up to his place on the second floor.We had a few drinks, unwound, talked and.