Bathroom.” And a door on the other side. “Your room.”Karissa glanced inside. Narrow with a single sized bed. A chest of drawers, an armoire and ... desk at the end in front of a window. Everything but the desk along one side of the room. Too narrow for anything on the other side.“Come on,” Zachariah ordered impatiently. Karissa left her stuffed old backpack inside and closed the door.When Zachariah opened the door to the bedroom, Karissa thought, “pink.” Pink had been in the dressing room, but. My hard teenage penis was on it’s desperate mission to find the bottom. As I stroked in and out of her the headboard played tap music on her bedroom wall accompanied by the scratchy sound of the bottom bed boards. Her moans of pleasure were more clear now, her legs wrapped around my waist with her feet and toes trying to dig into my butt cheeks. I moved my face up to kiss her so she could also smell and taste her own pussy. I was approaching my climax as I stoked ever faster, and soon I was. Three hours later they finally broke apart, soaked in sweat and moisture of another kind glistened on two pairs of muscular thighs."That was SOOOO nice, Gloria! But we're getting lazy. Fight?" Yes. But later. We need to be fresh, Sammy, to fight. I'm totally shagged out after that marathon and I bet you are too!"It was not until after lunch that the pair were ready to do battle again. They were five minutes into a very damaging contest when they became aware that they were not alone!"Girls,. She said that “it was a very grown up thing to do thinking about my friend like that and she would give it a lot of thought, now though, did I want to see what a woman looked like or would I rather wait till I was older?”I chose now! Thoughts of Tommy and problems in the future swept away by the moment and a rush of male testosterone.“Well Peter” she said, “where would you like to start?”Not waiting for my answer she kissed me gently on my lips, a kiss like none that I had ever experienced, her.