So we made the drinks and as Linda was mixing a pitcher of cocktails, I stood behind her, holding her hips and slowly grinding my hardening cock again...t her ass. Thankfully my hardon had gone down by the time we went outside. Later that evening, the crowd had thinned out a lot and Joe was passed out in a chair. Linda suggested that we go back in the house, she said that she wanted to show me something. I followed her, this time down to the basement. In the dim light she lifted her t-shirt. Finding a window to look out and see Her walking along while I held my knob upright till it spunked just at the sight of Her. Watching Her play tennis hidden in the bushes and mac-wanking. Any way I could find to see Her for real and cum in my pants. In that first part of my adulthood, I had a lovely time girl-worshipping, secretly worshipping, and buying every dirty mag I could find. It wasn’t until the sex-chat phone lines came out that I could ever tell a girl about me. And then came my. “No they don’t Sandra, “Emily continued, “just some, we’re all a bit different.”“Oh, right, so I’m not some kind of freak then?”“Far from it.” Andy said, “I bet that half the girls at uni wished that they had a body like yours.”“I doubt that by thanks. I think that I’d better get that water now.”“Don’t go.” The man at my feet said, “I was just enjoying the scenery.”I went and got a glass of water and loudly gulped it down then I went back to where the others were and Emily said,“Do you know. He brushed the end of the strap against her calf, caressing her with it. “Don’t get there too quickly, my pet. You know what’s waiting for you.”Yes, she did. But his words only made her hotter. More turned on. She was breathing hard, her clit wanting her to go faster.“What a naughty girl. I can see how wet you are. You’re not enjoying this, are you? Humping the floor like a naughty girl? And your poor cheeks are already so red.”Why did his teasing, taunting words have such an impact on.