It was a shame, as we would have preferred that all three of us stay in the main room; leaving Doug and Jen to the bedroom. I had dreamt up a few scen...rios as we ate our evening meal, all of which had to be abandoned.Nevertheless, we waited silently at the foot of the bed until Jen had fallen asleep before we started kissing. It was both gentle and surreal because here we were, situations reversed, on the floor instead of the bed with another person asleep or listening.At that moment, I wanted. I hated being there and worst part it was the last friday before summer vacation. Everyone is good during these days to avoid detention. So you could imagine how i felt i was going to detention for being late for Art class. I slowly walked into the detention class and scouted around for any living soul. Nothing. Just Mrs Greyman and her cold stare. I could tell i had spoilt her afternoon too. I took a seat at the extreme corner to my left where a bookcase would shield any iPhone use i had. Nicely trimmed pussy fur and a round ass topped a shapely pair of legs. She was well tanned with limited tan lines. Jean apparently tanned topless. As she finished her turn, I pulled her to me and said, “Jean, you look great. Any man would be proud to have you.” She grinned broadly. I rather quickly removed my own clothes, and we lay down. I cradled her head in my right arm and massaged her tits with my left hand. In a short time, my hand had returned to her pussy. By then she was soaking. But believe me that i am sharing my personal and true experience. The story starts from the time when I was too young, about nine tears before, at the age of ten. When my Masi (my mother’s sister) came to our house, she was very beautiful, had a complexion whiter than milk also only, only 19 unmarried and had a nice figure of course, as it was truly visible from her tight jeans which she still wear after having one kid also. She was very friendly to us. But her father was a little worried.