I started in his cock I was so worked up. He had me slow down a bit. After a few minutes he asked me to stand up and grab the bench. It was one of the...bigger booths that had a padded bench instead of a chair. I could easily lay on it if I wanted. So I bent over and put my hands on the bench. He stood behind me and started groping my ass, rubbing my thighs and reaching under and rubbing my cock and balls through my pantyhose. I was starting to moan because it felt so good. Then I felt his cock. Steve was enjoying it, Karen could tell that much from his soft moaning and the way his hips were gyrating. Karen was beginning to notice that even though she was giving her friend some pretty good head, if she did say so herself, poor Steve hadn't cum yet. "Dude, what's up?" Karen asked Steve as he looked up at her with a frustrated expression. "I don't know...I just can't....ugggh I just can't cum!" Karen put her head on Steve's shoulder. "Oh, you poor baby....Look you need to relax, so I. She tried to figure out several scenarios for how we would first touch. Perhaps my cock sliding into her wet and waiting pussy should be our first touch, perhaps my tongue on her clit, perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. Then the day came I returned from sea.She asked me not to masturbate the last two weeks at sea. She didn’t want one more drop of my cum spilled until it was spilled in her. Finally, a woman who wanted my cum as much as I wanted to give it to her. This was unbelievable and I was. The summers always seemed never ending back then and what with spending so much time together we did what all youngsters of that age do and played Mummy's and Daddies or Doctors and Nurses, nothing bad just showing each other body parts that were not meant to be seen.After a couple of years my Father got a better job and we moved to a house that was about 5 miles from the home we had lived in since I was born. By pure chance the family of my young friend moved into the next street just a few.