Of course in those days we always wore dresses or skirts and it was revealing. He particularly liked the handstands and would "help" me, holding my le...s much further up the thighs than was necessary and when letting me down managed to stroke me through my knickers. On one occasion, he was wearing a kilt and sat on the lawn with his legs apart. I was playing with a ball and it rolled between his thighs. He would not give it back to me. While I was moving towards him to retrieve it, he somehow. All at once, she wrapped her tongue around the head and sucked my helmet into her mouth without her hands. I groaned from the pleasure of watching her suck me into her mouth without the aid of her hands. This excited June as well, who made her way to Brittany's large breasts. She suckled them and slowly kissed further south. She reached her pussy's lips, wet with anticipation, and dove in. My hips pumped harder into Britt's face as I watched June lapping up all of her wetness. Like a thirsty. We giggled about wanking, we offered up successively more detailed descriptions and potential hilarious mishaps. But we'd never tried it. Oh, no. Not us.I wish I could remember who took the lead. It was probably him, later on it was usually him, but I'd been curious for quite a while now. I had fantasies I didn't know what to do with, but they didn't really trouble me either, so I just kind of followed them where they led and didn't think much else of it. So maybe it was me that started. It didn't even hit the back of my mouth. As I started my head raising up/lowering onto his shaft, I started tickling his balls with my nails. I could tell he enjoyed this, because he was getting stiffer by the minute. I started to realize that he was on the verge, so soon. Too soon, in fact.(This is where I like to keep them for as long as possible.) I removed my mouth, and renewed my attack on his huge balls. I was determined. I opened wide, and pulled his sack down. I put my mouth over his.