I feel him shudder with delight, and his hands move down to my thighs to simultaneously push me onto my back and my knees against my tits.I look down,...a little surprised to see he’s already unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them and his boxers down. I barely have time to wonder when he’d done that, because my eyes land on his thick, hard cock and I feel the tight teat coil in my groin that heralds a fresh rush of wetness.He lets the head of his dick rub up and down my pussy before he starts to. I reached my fingers into her pussy, wetting them and at the same time getting squeals of pleasure from Jacqui. With my fingers wet with her juices, I rubbed them along her slit, making sure she was lubricated before placing my wet, slick cock at the entrance to her rosebud. The sight of her bottom stretching out this wide for the first time was amazing, made even better knowing that it was my cock that was about to invade her. I put my cock at her entrance and didn’t warn her as I drove inside. It was 1984 , I was barely 17 and it was a summer day, yet pouring down rain. I was cruising around town in my car when I saw the Yellow Hornet sitting in the park. It was Brian, a friend of mine, I'd say he was about 22 back then. I hadn't talked to him in a while, my boyfriend at that time was a complete jerk and didn't like me talking to other guys, but he was out of state for the month. He thought that every other guy wanted to fuck my brains out, it turns out that he may have. Jane started her panting in harmony with my thrusts and we kept this up for some while.As I said earlier, Jane was usually quite quiet while having sex, often because of the close proximity of other people. This was completely different as she took control, demanding deeper or faster or slower again interspersed with squeals, grunts and sometimes almost howls. This was even more exciting for me and glancing over I could see Ned’s cock, still covered with a glistening sheen from earlier,.