We held hands and walked around the block a few times. We talked about the summer and the impending return of the next school year. He told me about t...e last few days with his Dad, and I told him about my birthday. As we came around to our houses for the fourth time we stopped and stood in between them. We stood there facing one another holding hands, and staring at each other. “Shame my Dad is home,” he said looking sad. “Yeah it is definitely a shame, if he wasn’t I would be rocking your. Taking two fingers, I grazed over her labia that was covered by her panties. Her crotch was wet, damp. She squirmed as I touched her, but never said a word or lifted her head from the bed below. At that point, I knew what she wanted. With one finger I moved her panties to the side, using my middle finger to enter her. I slid in with ease, no resistance at all. I went to my knuckle and held firm. Sara was wet and tight. I slowly began to finger her as I massaged her lower back with my free hand.. When she spread her legs a little wider, he could see her inner labia was as rosy as her mouth, and finally he began to gasp for air. The grip on his sword hilt was turning his knuckles whites and he released it, pausing for a moment as he considered his sudden compulsion to open his breeches. Listening to the silent wood around him, Pierre decided to chance it. Never once taking his eyes from her, Pierre undid the fastenings to his breeches and slipped his already rigid cock into his hands. He. “Want one, Kelly?”“Yeah, sure. Red Bull vodka.”He walked over and handed me the glass and I could see his tight shorts had become even tighter. He stood before me, unwavering, his shorts at eye level. “What about Andre?” I whispered.“He’s passed out. Plus I can just throw covers over us.”“Fine,” I agreed, “but make it quick.”We both quickly undressed and crawled under the covers. I pulled the covers entirely over my head and went down on Chad. He was an average five and a half inches from.