I slid higher up on his thighs, positioning my own cock alongside his – my balls lightly resting on his. My cock looked darker than his, more solid,...thicker but definitely shorter. I held both cocks together in my hands, sliding those hands up and down very slowly. Chris had his eyes closed but the pulse in his cock, the arms held stiffly by his side, the hurried breathing all made clear that he was enjoying this. Yet, the moaning I heard definitely wasn’t his. Standing in the open door,. Firstly she cried because she missed me a lot, the second was a cause of worry, she had missed periods. It was 4 days late from her regular cycle. Both of us panicked and when she did a urine pregnancy test later in the evening, it was positive. Fuck! We were in trouble. More trouble added when her uncle had heard our phone conversation. He took her phone, abused me for a couple of mins then he cut the line and switched off her phone. I kept redialing but it was still off. I was so worried. “Lucy?” “You were dreaming.” I smiled, nodding, remember the dream, my lover at my mercy, my tongue pushing between her puffy petals, filling her, erasing the memory of all else. “This is the dream, and I am awake.” “We’ll be late. Again.” I pulled her into my arms. We were both late that day, my mouth smelling like strawberries, hers smelling like cantaloupe. Hopefully breakfast disguised the scent of passion drenched pussies, not that either of us cared overly much. We were young, and in. This was all in total contrast to me fingering her pussy as fast as I could. When I first put my hand under her skirt, I felt the sheer smoothness of her nylon clad legs, and as I moved towards her pussy my excitement went up to another level as I discovered she had stockings on and a pair of open crotch panties. Stroking the inside of her leg between the top of her thigh and her pussy made her breathing quicken, I couldn't hear it with all the moaning coming from the film, but with every.