She had a more sophisticated air to her, though her lips stood out as bright red. She must like her lipstick Steve thought.?Hello Mr. McAdams, my nam... is Doctor Saint-Claire? She approached Steve and put out her hand.Steve stood and took the hand in his. He noticed her nails were quite long and had French tips to them. ?Hello Doctor Saint-Claire?, he said without really thinking. There was something familiar about this woman. ?Please call me Steve.??Alright, Steve, if you would follow me. We had a bit of a hide out cubby house that we had built in the bushes near by. But Lesa suggested that we go to her house because no one was home. This excited us so much! From being the ones who were more often rejected, always trying to initiate something, Lesa had taken us all by surprise. She had taken the bull by the horns so to speak and stunned us all. It was a short ride to Lesa's place. But in that time, my cock had grown hard with anticipation of what was to come. It was throbbing. He made a tentative humping movement, and she guided the throbbing head of his cock into position. Soaked and tingly, the curls of her pussy tickled his cockhead as it started to push into the tight, very hot lips of her cunt. He took hold of her cheeks, the modeled and slippery cheeks of her well-shaped little ass, and by spreading his feet on the bottom of the pool, Glynn could maintain his balance and shove. But he moved them toward the pool wall, anyhow, needing a better grip on things.. A half hour later we were in the backseat of her car with her hand wrapped around my tumescent cock. “Could I suck your tits a little first?” I asked. “Of course!” she said, beaming, as she pulled her jersey off over her head. “I’m so glad you like my tits,” she said, “I know they’re not very big.” “They’re perfect,” I answered. “I love their shape, and your puffy nipples.” “Well, they’re all yours, Billy, anytime, anywhere. Well ... not quite, but you know what I mean. And if we’re alone you.