I must have been eleven or twelve, just barely discovering the joys of masturbation myself, but before I began to fantasize over becoming Michelle. A...d it was the low moans that I heard that woke me up. Even if my ears didn’t realize it, my dick identified the unmistakable sounds of a woman in pleasure, as my erection grew strained against my briefs.With stealth, as silent as a ninja, I crept from my own room, my heart beating in my chest, thinking about what to say if I were caught, but. She let out a moan. I started massaging her boob from the outside of her dress. We broke our kiss and I made her stand up and took of her top in one go….She was trembling…and had her eyes were closed. I undid her bra and put my lips on to her luscious nipple while massaging the other. My other hand went up her legs. I touched her pussy from outside and she let out a deep moan….I undid the buttons on her jeans and yanked them off along with her panties….I buried my face in her pussy and started. .. a room that was built to comfortably seat about two hundred people. This group of about fifty plus sat on bleaches pulled out and placed in a few rows just near the main entrance of the complex. Out through the doors of that entrance could be heard the sound of the birds and the bees flitting and buzzing about the trees in the hot summer sun of this clear summer’s day right on the shores of Lake Jackson, Georgia, USA. Filtering through this slightly soporific twitter and hum was also the. I watched as her fists pulled the comforter and beat on the bed. My god the girl was tighter than a tube of rubber bands!!! Finally the tip of my cock touch touched something deep inside of her at the same moment that her labia lips kissed my scrotum. She shuddered and was chanting or praying in her native tongue. I just held myself there, occasionally flexing my dick to watch how my small twitch made her jump! It was one of the most delicious things I have ever witnessed. Leaning over the.