Betty said, “What...you want him to fuck me? What are you thinking?”I said, “Betty, you have been fucking your black boss for the last 5 years, ...o why would this be any different? I also know you have fucked many black men in the past.” Betty began to bawl and balked at getting out of the car when my friend opened the door.I introduced Betty to Larry. Larry watched Betty as she was getting out of the car. Her skirt was so short, he had a great view of her shaved pussy which had a hint of cum at. As a result, the beach wasunusually crowded for May, and the sand below us as we looked downfrom the front porch was speckled with the colors of bathingsuits, beach blankets and sun umbrellas. There was activity almosteverywhere: children playing, couples frolicking in the waves,boys playing Frisbee, girls moving slowly in packs like a team ofcommentators... the beach was awash with humans involved in theart of recreation.Harold was anxious to see the sights, so without furtherdelay, I let him. "Well, you said earlier that you were… um… masturbating too. I mean when we were talking the other night," he said. "Does that mean that it turned you on to think of me… you know… jerking off with your panties?" Oh god, I thought. How do I answer this? If I said no, he would know I was lying. But if I said yes, well, that didn’t seem like the kind of thing a mother should say to her son. So I tried to be evasive. "I’ll just say that you caught me at a vulnerable moment," I said in a very soft. So in time we planned to lose our virginity after/during practise one day. She had told me the plan the day before. It was that we would leave practise early the next day to go into the school locker room. The day was there and when i first saw her at school that day she had this look upon her that just said I want to fuck. she was also very nervous being the first time for both of us. I was a bit shaken by the thought of finally getting to have sex. The whole day seemed to drag on as i wanted.