She closed her eyes and was jumping on my thighs. I found she started to get wet. My penis was revolting to enter her. I told her to lie on bed. She s...iled and lied and widened her legs. I got up and sat between her legs in a traditional position and put my erect penis in the mouth of her wet vagina and gave a deep push. My penis slipped one fourth of it’s size in the vagina second push took the half of it in the vagina, in third push -three fourth of it went inside and then I slowly got on. "I'm good a giving massages! We do it all the time after cheerleading practice. I can help the pain go away." Uh, yeah." I was frustrated at her presence in my house. I wanted to be by myself, and yet here she was to ... well, I wasn't even sure WHY she was here, but it didn't take a genius to know it wasn't to massage my knee. "Listen, Kristin, I was just getting ready to eat a sandwich, then I was going to take a nap, you know, to rest the old leg."The smile split her face. "Great! You can. She did the same to me and we ran our hands over the sides of each other’s breasts, mostly for Mark’s enjoyment, but I could feel myself getting wetter. We paused to unfasten our own bras and slide them off, our breasts bouncing free. The room was cool, and our nipples puckered up. Her nipples were longer than mine and stood out firmly. Mine were darker and bigger around than hers, but didn’t stand out as far. Although we had started out play acting, I had to admit I was finding it very. She threw one to Bert and began drying herself. When they were done, they headed for the house.In the kitchen Sara started coffee, then, feeling Bert close behind her, she turned and put her hands around his waist and pulled him against her hips. She reached between them to pull his penis up against her tummy and felt it start to grow. She kissed him deeply on the mouth and let their tongues play with each other for a moment. "Coffee will take a few minutes, ' she began. "Why don't we fuck?'.