Damn, I thought, reluctantly covering my tits back up, I can't get privacy in my own home! I quickly put on a terry cloth robe and ran upstairs. It wa... my longtime childhood friend, Mason. "Mason, hey!" I said, with a warm but slightly forced smile and a flip of my platinum blonde hair. "What brings you here?" Mason smiled a glimmering white smile. "Nothing, just to see my best friend AND swim in her nifty little pool!" With that, he ripped off his t-shirt. My pussy tingled at the sight of him;. .. future as a couple ... we have to stay friends." Good."They walked home, mostly along by the sea. From the hotel on the sea-front, the prom extends both ways. They were heading east; at Maybush Lane they had to leave the front for a while, walking along Golf Road to Cliff Road, then getting back on the path on the sea-wall to the Ferry.The house was dark and silent.They shut the door behind them and locked it, turning the hall light on. Chrissie turned to Tom, pulled him to her and kissed. Then there were steps in the doorway and I stopped and turned to see who was there.That was when Belinda waltzed into the room, big as you please, so to speak. She's tall and blond and beautiful, like a newscaster. She's a senior majoring in communications, in fact. She looked absolutely voluptuous in the silk skirt suit she was wearing (she even dresses like a newscaster). She is ... what is it that women are called when they are tall and striking? Statuesque! She looked around the room at. He moved down a little bit and with his hand on my knee, pulled my somewhat limpish leg out into the aisle and pushed in against the seat, my leg now out wide and he in-between my thighs, anyone looking would have seen my leg stick out, he meanwhile had access to my pussy as he pushed hard against me.I could feel his cock brush my labia and I felt too weak to resist, I was wet with another bodily fluid, one designed for this sort of time, and super wet cunt inched closer to his cock head, just.