I gasped and looked around to make sure no one was watching as he lowered his head and began to suck on them. His hands began to run over my lower hip... and I felt his fingers teasing at my bikini bottoms. Before I could protest, he had slipped them aside and his fingers were inside me, exploring my wetness. I couldn't help but let out a long moan. Encouraged, he released his hard throbbing cock from his swimming trunks. I could see its large size underneath the rippling water. Moving towards. Kurt and Melisa knew we couldn't go somewhere and make-out sowe went to the local burger place for a soda and just to talk. I'm kindof glad, because I wasn't ready for steamy sex, God I'm only fourteen,but if I failed at not getting a kiss from Kurt at least once, I'd feellike a failure.Our touches had become more than just holding hands. Kurt would put hisarm around my waist whenever we were walking and I in turn found my armaround him. There was something that felt so right about all. He slipped on apair of white slides and headed for the pool hopping he wouldn't benoticed. He might as well have hoped for rain. It was like walking agauntlet of giggles as he made his way to the pool. His wife insisted hetake a dip and made sure he protected his hair with a white bathing cap.He was mortified and speechless as he pretended not to notice the looksand smirks directed at him. His bride didn't seem to notice while shecarried on her flirtation with the males around her.With the. I wanted to go into the bathroom at work and just jerk it off, but I wanted to save my massive load for the moment when Denise hit her “o”. Ooooooohhhhhh is more like it. My cock was eating zipper, but I considered it a mere exercise for what was to come. I must’ve drove 100 miles per hour to get back to the apartment. I flew into the driveway with my cock practically steering the car for me. As I went up the steps to the front door I could hear Denise moaning. I opened the door and hurried.