"Well so what," she laughed, "I remember I used to flaunt myself at you, don't you remember?" thinking back, yes I could remember times when she would...wander about without her top on. I can also remember Gail shouting at her for her to get dressed; I had forgotten."Mind you I didn't have much to flaunt in those days," she giggled, "not like now." Yes I've noticed," I smiled."God I can still remember, Friday nights I used to come in from school, have a bath and then measure myself to see if I. I felt him grind his pelvic mound against my clitoris as he bottomed out. Slowly, he’d pull out almost completely, and repeat the motion over and over. I felt a little sore each time the ridge of the head of his cock passed my torn hymen, but that minor soreness compared to the emotional joy, and physical pleasure of his grinding against my clitoris, plus feeling him inside me made it seem minimal. Like I said, I had felt much worse. He had a good rhythm going, and honestly, my mind was. She doesn't stay long and moves her fingers to her soaked lips and then into her pussy. She is so wet that two fingers enter with little resistance. The feeling of sucking her man’s cock and fingering herself sends her to the edge. The tightening of his balls in her other hand and the sudden expansion of his cock tells her he is about to cum as well and she moves both her head and her fingers faster to bring them over the edge together. “Sandra, I am going to cum!” She takes as much of his cock. .. I didn't expect you until tonight ... damn, I missed you. Come here ... let me hold you."She grinned at me, and I felt like the sun had just risen in my bedroom. "Yes, obviously, I'm back. We weren't supposed to leave until this morning, but there was a severe storm warning for today so we decided to pack up and head out before it hit. We didn't want to risk getting stranded. The other campers had all left the day before, so it was just the counselors and staff left. We arrived home late.