I poured her a smaller measure than that which I had given myself, and asked if she wanted any water. She shuddered and told me that she referred it s...raight, and that good scotch does not need diluting. There was something in her eye when she said that which resonated with me, but the moment passed. I hadn’t seen her before that evening and must have missed her earlier in the evening. I told her this, and she replied that she had only just arrived, but as most of the rest of the party seemed. We got the keys to our room, bid Diane and Tom a good evening, and left to go upstairs to our room. We were on the second floor, with a window that overlooked the gardens below. We took our bags up and set them on the bed. Patricia went over and slid open the window, saying, Lets get some fresh air in here! I hugged her from behind, grasping her beautifully shaped twins and grinding my semi-hard cock into her inviting ass. She turned and kissed me, caressing my lips with her moist tongue.. I kept staring at her ass all the time. My throat was all dried up. I gulped a little saliva in, helping me out. I was kind of getting very close and I realized that. While beating my penis with the left hand I slowly reached my right hand towards her ass, I carefully raised the end of her Kameez which was covering her wonderful ass. I revealed her huge but cute butt which was only covered in her tights and for my luck, I guess there was no panty. I couldn’t be precise because of the bad. Occasionally, I would hear that sexuality is a wonderful thing and that it is perfectly fine to explore the multiple facets of a couple's sexuality within the bonds of marriage.The problem was that I wasn't married, but I was getting turned on by any number of things as a teenager. In that respect, I suppose I was a normal teen. It wouldn't take much to get me excited. Since I knew I wasn't supposed to turn to intercourse for a release of that pressure, I turned to masturbation. It was a very.