J bent down to take the pop sock tifhts off."leave those on please" i quietly said "oh a tights lover ill make sure i have full ones on next time " sh... said. J walked over to me and pulled down my shorts and pants my cock sprang up un cut 6 inches but thick "mmmm" she said "not the biggest ive seen but nice and thick it will do me anyway its a long time since ive seen a hard cock " i blushed and had to do all i could to not blow my load as she lifted up her thick leg and began massaging my. She closed her eyes in ecstasy. This, a hot male body against her, was what she had missed even more than the actual pleasure of the marriage bed. She had even a name for it: skin hunger. Her skin hunger was so deep that she doubted it would ever be sated. She rubbed herself against him, trying to imprint his masculinity on every inch of herself. He growled with lust and pleasure and leaned down to kiss her. She lost herself in his mouth, and tried to climb up his body to keep as much contact. We kept blowing each other, swapping after a few minutes for about half an hour. Then we decided to try and fuck each other. Being only 9 and 10 we had no idea what we were doing or what it was but it did sure did feel good. He got down on his hands and knees and i got on my knees behind him. I then aimed my cock into his ass and tried pushing forward. I did not success to enter him. We decided after 5 minutes of failing to swap. So i got on my hands and knees and he got on his knees behind me,. Sitting, I fold my arms around my bent knees, drawing my plump thighs up to my breasts, resting my chin on them. I stare into the fire, the flicker and sway of the flames remind me of a mating dance. A feeling of rightness washes over me again and I languidly lay back, cushioned once more by the soft fur, arching my back, pointing my large breasts towards the ceiling. I run my hands over my body, enjoying the satin like texture of my skin, the roundness and the hollows, the peaks and valleys,.