”“Seriously?”I smiled, “Seriously, yes. Now, more studies focused on other variables. The one that seemed the most beneficial was relaxed play... being able to laugh at awkward moments, talking, sharing what feels good, using words to express yourself … fuck, pussy, cock, pound me, bite me, squeeze my nipples, whatever.”“Foreplay.”“No. Not just foreplay. Thinking of it as foreplay puts the emphasis back on what? Vaginal penetration. No, instead, it is all part of the play. Deep kissing, cuddling,. “He just seems to enjoy looking at you.”“Looking at me?” She asked.“Yes, he seems to check you out.”“You’re crazy,” She said, but she blushed as well.**********Last year, the morning of our volunteering, I reminded her how I caught Bob checking her out. She again told me I was crazy and went into the bathroom to shower.When she came out she was wearing a pair of black slacks the clung to her every curve. They were molded to her at her hips and thighs, came in at the knees and flared out a bit. 'Listen Roxanne', I began my advice lecture, 'In such a situation you take the boy aside, lead him into the bushes, and wank him off', her mouth fell open, her lips were dry, 'Or fuck him', I concluded.I could see her brain working overtime behind her sky blue eyes, and to add fuel to the fire I had just stoked, because sometimes it is better to get the message home crudely, I concluded, 'Wank it or use it, that why God made us sweetheart, and put us in charge of these young men', and at that I. It was his first time trying it, and he was happy that she was enjoying it. Her moaning was really turning him on, and he began to get hard again. He continued to eat her out, and stroke his dick in the process.After a few minutes, "Oh fuck, Michael. I want you inside me now!" she cries out, as she is barely able to keep her breath. Michael's cock is now rock hard again, and he is just as eager to feel her womanly warmth. He stands up and brings the head of his penis to her slit, rubbing it.