Lifting her bottom, he slid the pillow beneath, grinning playfully when she met his eyes. ‘The best part,’ he said. His fingers strummed through ...he golden curls between her thighs, sliding over the slick, wet flesh. Her body was moving uncontrollably, pushing against his hand, trying to draw him in. But he only played, teasing her relentlessly until she thought she would go mad. He watched her face, knew every emotion she was feeling. She let him see it all with each stroke against her skin.. Me: Honey, I assure you that those people won’t even notice you if you just act natural. Come on then. I’ll be there too, right beside you. You don’t have to worry. Hey, don’t be so awkward! It will only backfire on you, and you’ll end up attracting unwanted attention. Come on, give me your hand.Finally, she gave in. Amy and I started walking on the beach casually. Amy took my advice and tried to act normal. I don’t regret my choice at all. Amy needs to gain more confidence. If someone else. She leaned her arms on the hood. It was too high for her to lean over proper. My cock nudged her ass, leaving a trail of shiny precum as I savored her silken flesh. I dipped between her thighs, brushing the wet warmth of her teenage cunt.I shifted, guiding my cock. She let out a slight gasp as I explored her lips. And then I found that wet hole and I thrust in. She squeaked in shock, her back arching and her pussy sinking around my thick dick. She was so tight. Far tighter than my ex-wife ever. She knew that the poorly lit streets of this industrial area of Bankstown in the outskirts of Sydney would be deserted this time of night."Fuck it!" she hissed to herself in frustration.There were no police cars around this area at this time of night and it was unlikely that anyone was around to even see her, let alone report her for erratic driving. She was being paranoid. Michele took a deep breath and concentrated on driving on the slick wet streets; she was only about fifteen minutes away.