I looked at her innocent, guileless face. There was no trace there to suggest she was anything but sweet, pretty Caitlin, the surfer girl from Califor...ia who came every year to brighten my summers. Still, she was a beauty, and laid back like that, with all that skin above the knee showing, it was good I couldn't manage another erection this soon."Do you need any aspirin?" I remembered to ask."I don't think so," she responded. "It's not so bad if I don't flex it." We'll get it wrapped up and. She was wearing a loose, crop top t-shirt and beige shorts with an elasticated waist. Her back was to him now but later…..He moved up behind her and put his hands on her hips, just standing slightly apart from her – he expected her to resist or pull away but she moved her body back to press against his loins. He moved his hands round and up under her soft t-shirt, slowly sliding over her skin to cup her breasts. Holding them he pulled her back against him.She turned her head and kissed him but. Had I triggered a stroke perhaps like when gran died, alarmed I stepped back and she shouted for me “not to stop please not to stop!” Confused now I did as bid and the effect was even more startling, her body convulsed under the effect of my tongue on that nub, her breaths in gasp, her fingers gripping the bars of the old bed-head, her knuckles white, her head thrashing from side to side. She had begged me to continue so I didn’t dare stop, till finally she screamed for me to cease and desist. He made soft soothing sounds in Portuguese which I didn't entirely hear or understand. He tugged gently on my pubic hair and then kissed it gently. I was embarrassed. I tried to close my legs, but he stilled me with his hands on my knees. I closed my eyes again. I felt as if I was being weighted down but I was aroused. I felt the dewy moisture between my legs with each stroke of his finger. He seemed to be moving in slow motion, but so was I. With my eyes closed I heard a soft clicking,.