I invited her to step into it and rolled it up to and over her bust. She looked very hot. “Yes I see what you mean. It is very erotic”, placing he... hands over her tits and blatantly rubbing her nipples. Then the part I really enjoyed – ensuring the fit is nice and snug. Explaining that, she seemed more than keen to let me put my hands all over her.Standing behind her and placing fingers up inside the body enhancer I ran them all around finishing at her hairy quim. “It seems rather tight here. For one, I was fascinated with her. She was petit and slim with long dark hair and legs to die for. I knew that there was a lot of bad press about her, but I never knew why and I always thought she was lovely. I would make excuses to go over to Sarah’s house, just to see her and would be so disappointed if I didn’t that I almost cried. Sometimes I tried to imagine what she looked like naked. During one easter holidays, just after my sixteenth birthday, I called for Sarah. We had been good. He started riding me. I felt more juice spurt out between us with each thrust. I didn't bother with details anymore. I stopped thinking. I didn't care who was fucking me anymore. I just wanted that release. That feeling began building again. I bucked my hips in time with his. I put his hand on my tit and squeezed it there. I couldn't feel his cock as well- my pussy was like an oil slick. But the excitement of this was taking over.Then he stopped moving and grunted. "No!" I cried. He didn't seem. We sat at her room and she started clearing my doubts .after some teachings she went in to her kitchen to make two cups of tea for some refreshment. Many sexy thoughts flashed thru my mind. I noticed the sexy books under some books in the room. I also noticed a book on letter making underneath these books and when she returned i told her that i want some reference books to take to home and she gave him some. I said that i would take it when returning from my friends house then she jokingly.