”I moaned, almost cumming there and then. From the distance I saw a figure moving towards our direction, a girl, perhaps no older than seventeen. Th... thought of getting caught grounded me and I was able to regain some control. Though Eric continued his onslaught of smut. “...just the thought of it makes me hard – humiliating you in front of everyone. Do you have any idea how badly I want to bury myself inside you right now?”My breath quivered and my nails dug into Eric's thigh. The girl was. He slowly eased back holding still and then gripping her waist he pulled her back hard and thrust hard, fast and deeply into her.She squealed, “Ung, Oh fuck, you’re so big, I’ve never felt so stretched .... ung, Mark, you’ve never .... ” Her words were left unsaid turning into cries as he continued to thrust rhythmically in and out of her tight pussy and all the while she held my gaze.His hand moved up her back and gripping her hair he pulled her head up. Leaning down he kissed her neck while. About 11 p.m. we said our goodnights and headed upstairs. I let her shower first, terrified of making a move on her. What if she laughed at me? She had a boyfriend, she was older and probably more experienced, and fear of fears, what if she didn't like me that way? She came out of the bathroom in a terry robe, barefoot, with her hair wrapped in a towel."Your turn," she smiled, and sat on the edge of the bed.I nervously hurried through washing and rinsing, my mind awhirl and my nipples aching.I. "Yeah and you don't like babies very much either," she retorted rather smartly. I had nothing to say to that. I kissed him back. My decision to embrace this situation, probably made me a better kisser. He certainly wasn't complaining and the pool of juices mentioned earlier, were definitely starting to bleed through the soft cotton of my white knickers. I considered how arousing a sight, the contrast of a wet patch on virginal white knickers might be, and found myself standing up. I pulled my.