We sat on our towels and began back at the beginning of the porno mag, looking at the pics, slowly stroking ourselves as we made comments about the fu...k pics. We both agreed neither of us had done anything like this before and how much we wanted to do the things that we were looking at. All the time, stealing looks at each other. I saw how Steve changed his rhythm and his hold several different times and asked him why, I always just jerked away til I came. He said he would slow it down when. But, back to Frank. I said, "used to be" a snot. That's because things have changed. When Frank entered high school a freshman my senior year, he got involved in sports right away and other school activities that put us on different schedules at home. He frequently had early morning practices and he usually went to his room to study right after supper. He started dating his junior year.But the positive part of our relationship remained and if he had problems, he came to me. I was still his big. We got up only when Treesa came in and called us. We didn’t know for how long we were sleeping that way. We both were stark naked, hugging each other, and Treesa standing next to our bed, trying to wake us up. When I got up, I was damn happy, as that was something I wanted her to see. Treesa sat in our bed, chatting with Dia, and Dia was so easy with her that she just got up, sat naked, hugged her a bit, and started roaming around the room nude, doing her hair, and stuff. She didn’t bother to. She let out a purring moan of delight, her hips wiggling from side to side. She stared up at me with hungry eyes. A big grin spread across her face.“Well, well, well, what a delicious treat,” she purred. “You're getting your second wind. I bet young futas like you can just cum over and over again.”“I... I don't... that often,” I moaned.“You don't even masturbate this beautiful dick?” she moaned, stroking me as she rose before me, her breast heaving, nipples beading with the tanning oil. “You.