"Yumm. Smells like pussy. I see you're no longer a virgin," she says smiling a devilish smile."Aaa, yeah, me and Molly, aah," I could barely talk."Mol...y and I," she corrected me with a shit eating grin. "I know, I watched; it was beautiful." You watched?" I said with a startled expression in my voice. Even though I suspected, I had no conformation, and to hear her blurt it out shocked me."I saw it all, it was beautiful. I also saw you alone, in the boathouse, several times." What did you. He looked up at me and grinned, his face all wet. “God, Katie, can we do that again?” he laughed.I pulled up at him and he lifted to his feet and kissed me hard and deep. Somehow he had kept one hand free when he was down there and had unbuttoned his trousers. I reached between our bodies and slipped my hand down his boxers feeling his satiny, hard, hot cock that felt huge and thick, and eager to meet my greedy pussy.His hands came up to cup my face and he kissed me deeper, groaning as I. The need grew within her until her mind, unable to cope, shut down and she began to slide to the floor. Holding her tightly in his arms, Peter lifted her and carried her to their bed where he lay beside her, marvelling at her naked beauty. Jennifer studied him, the green depths of her eyes flashing their message of love. Rolling her onto her belly, Peter began worshipping her back, marvelling at the creamy, unblemished whiteness of her skin. As if they were unsheathed claws, he dragged his. I move inside the shelter and not believing my luck I walk right up beside her while I take off my sweat stained t-shirt. I sit on the bench beside her and take off my work boots and socks.I could never understand guys that have sex while wearing socks.While I was taking off my boots she was running her free hand over my shoulders and down my back. When I stood up to face her wearing just my cut-offs, I see her checking me out, her hand exploring my chest and bi-ceps, her eyes looked down at.