We watched her put three of her fingers into the girl’s pussy then four of them. Amelia could not get her whole hand into the girl’s pussy but the...fact that she had tried was enough for the girl’s parents to shout out words of encouragement to Amelia. Then it became the girl’s turn to wash Amelia. From our standpoint this was what my wife would call payback. That girl mauled the hell out of Amelia’s breasts as she washed them. She damn near got her whole hand up Amelia’s pussy to the shouts and. “But, if you like it, my audience also will want to see it.“I’ll look into finding a catalog for leather and bondage stuff.” The following Sunday, Samuel, and Evan happened to walk around the pond as I was swimming. I was trying to take advantage of one of the last warm weekends before Fall really set in.I’d been in the pond for 30 minutes or more, naked as usual. At one point I turned toward the deck and saw Samuel and Evan staring at me. I waved and swam in.“What’s up, boys?” I asked as I. Revealing that she wore no underwear and the most amazing rear I had ever seen. In jeans I knew it was amazing, but in the flesh? There was nothing to describe it. “So do you like what you finally see?” she asked as she stared at me while I slowly masturbated behind her. “Of course,” was my reply. Her pussy was glistening and I could tell she was getting wet, so I moved up behind her and once again clamped my hand on her lower back. I slowly slid my hand down over the crack of her ass, this. “Not here, silly,” she said, her lips brushing against my ear once more, worsening my condition. "Break time, second floor restroom. Don’t be late.” She left me, apparently unaware of my reaction to her words, headed towards English lit, while I managed to make my way towards third year French, careful to keep my eyes from meeting those of my peers, my heart beating wildly against my ribs as my thoughts raced ahead to our forthcoming meeting in the girls’ restroom.That had been the first time.