I could feel her pussy pull up until just the tip was inside her then she would reverse and lower back down. Her pace was intentional and agonizingly ...low but the feeling was unbelievable. Gradually she increased her pace. The whole time she watched my face to see my reaction. I was content to let her do all the work at first. After a bit I slid my hands up her thighs and around to hold her ass. She leaned forward to kiss me while bouncing on my cock. I tightened my grip on her ass and matched. The wetness covered my hand as I slowly pushed one finger between her puffy lips and pulled it along the length of her slit. She shivered.I felt her pushing my pants and boxers down, so I wiggled slightly to help her, and my pants dropped to my ankles. Her hand found my swollen cock."Oh my... you're big," she moaned, "much bigger than David."I smiled inside as I felt her put her other hand on my shaft and start sliding both hands up and down. My finger slipped into her pussy, and I began to rub. "Why did I break up with her?" I couldn't remember. At 5-foot-nine, I wasn't exactly the tallest in my class either; actually, I was the perfect height to date her. My arms were just the right length to cup and squeeze her butt cheeks when we danced or hugged, and she was just short enough that she had to stand on her tip-toes to kiss me, which for some reason drove me wild. We were both pretty active people: basketball, hiking, swimming, so it wasn't like we had nothing in common. She loved to. ..”Bindi interrupted “I know – she must be Tangy-Ami. I’ve heard of you two – let me see – Dad is Bob, your Mother was Spanish. What are you doing here in the States? I thought you lived in Leicestershire England– this is a long way from home for two vulnerable ch1ldren”.Sweet-Ami collapsed backwards into the armchair, legs splayed, pubic triangle clearly visible through the thin white crotch fabric “Dad’s going to k1ll us – getting back this late with no knickers. He only bought those lovely.