He moved his hand between her legs and she parted them willingly. His fingers became wet as he fondled her, the heat coming from her intensified at hi... touch.She rolled onto her back, spread her legs, and invited him inside. They kept their lips on each other as they slowly fucked, light moans and groans piercing the quiet of the forest.Her legs wrapped around his waist and held him tight as they reached climax together, each absorbing the experience of the other.Jean lay his head on her chest. "I was surprised to wake up this morning with Rhonda holding me, sir. I want you to know we didn't do anything bad with each other." Oh, I think it would be hard for you to do something with Rhonda that she didn't want you to," he laughed. "You learned that last spring, didn't you?" Yessir. Our breakup was all my fault. I tried to kiss her." A pretty natural thing for a healthy young man to want to do with his girlfriend. She just wasn't ready yet," he paused and I thought maybe we were done.. The next day was some kind of out day for us a school, but our parents had to work so we had the whole day to ourselves. We started off just as we left off, looking at the girly books, then Dave picked up one of the gay books and started looking at it. He commented on how one of the guys had a big cock and another guy was giving him a blow job. He was probably a little over 6". I said, "That's not that big.” Dave said, "What do you mean that's not big?" I said, "I've got one bigger than that.". With the black embroidered hood slipped on, leaving only a narrow slit for her eyes, Matilda feels hidden and native.Her practised hand rubs between her legs. She wonders whether Muslim women are naked under their burkas and might they do what she is doing with no one knowing.A reflection of two men, one older and bald the other younger, appears in the mirror, framed in a nearby window at the back. How long have they been there?With her clothes and pack hidden in a new local woven bag, Matilda.