I felt more attracted to my girlfriends anyway. I think I would have preferred to play nurses and nurses rather than doctors and nurses. At seventeen,...my body was ripe and I was absolutely loving it, long flowing glossy hair, - my mum's genes - , nice round breasts, pink perky sensitive nipples and a very responsive clitty in my oyster, as well as a really sexy ass. I loved parading around my bedroom naked, touching and teasing and fingering myself. I was so glad I had my own room as I would do. Over the next few months, she let me play with her tits, and would let me rub her pussy through her clothes, but would always stop me when I would try to slide my hand inside her pants. One night, as I was rubbing her pussy, I took her hand and put it on my cock, which was trying to rip a hole through the front of my jeans. "Frances, do you feel what your body does to me? Do you remember the night of the Prom when you said you would marry me? I still want to marry you. I want to live with you. Finally he stood next to me and stroked my hair, finally he pulled my head toward his dick. "Please," was all he said, it was barely audible. I think the strain of his hard on was hurting him. I licked and sucked him while Aaron continued to thrust into me. I was wet and Aaron was slipping in and out of me easily, he continued to stroke and suck my nipples. Suddenly Aaron's thrusting slowed and his face tightened. He came in a final thrust and grunt, his hot cum spewing deep inside me. He held. So her times were different in duties. So it was my responsibility to show her Florida. The day she came, she was tired, so she decided to sleep whole day. In the evening when my wife came back we had dinner. During the dinner my eyes were keep sticking on Vanshani’s boobs. She wore a loose tank top, and I can see top part of her boobs and clivage clearly. And that was making me horny. I have decided to fuck her some how. I think Vanshani knew what was going on in my mind. So when my wife went.