.. she throws her eyes and head back in disbelief and when she least expect it, I grab my cock and push slowly inside her wet cunt. She's swollen, moi...t and warm... I slowly and gently insert my cock in the softest and most welcoming of settings... the contact of the inside of her cunt makes my cock even harder... her pussy is so tight it feels that she's grabbing a hold of it with both her hands and stroking it ever so perfectly. I feel every single curve inside of her. She sighs in relief as. " You like it, ok being your legs up. I laid flat across his legs, and he started tickling my chest and legs. I wiggled and laughed, he laughed, and moved his hands up my legs and across my chest. I liked the way it felt. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back.Tom said" relax, let me show you something fun". I said ok. He used his finger tips, tickling lightly over my chest and stomach with his right hand and slowly up my legs with his left. When he reached my crotch, he tickled around my. It was too quiet for Matt, so he started to talk to Chad again. They all started chatting again and became quite close in a matter of hours. Sipping on their drinks and conversating among themselves, the air started to fill with a tension that was not unnoticed by Sara. She looked at Matt and started to kiss him, deepening the kiss, with her tongue sliding between his lips caressing his tongue. “Baby, we have company,” Matt huskily stated, his arousal now obvious against his black slacks. “Oh. Better than that, my old dad knew so we didn’t have to be secretive and he approves as long as he still gets his weekly ration in the same old way and we didn’t rub his nose in it!Let me explain, I am Peter, I was as I said just 15 and what was termed a bean-pole, six feet and an inch tall, thin as a whippet at 7 stone wringing wet, a ‘B` stream boy academically, a keen swimmer who hated ball games and sports generally but who started getting ‘interested in girls’ at 13 however was so terribly.