She silently cursed herself, sure that she had just imagined his fingers, and that she would look like an idiot spreading her legs for him like a horn... schoolgirl with a crush. She felt him silently slip aside the flimsy piece of cotton that shielded her crotch from him, exposing the lips of her pussy to his gaze. She bit her lip and shuddered with barely controlled desire as he slipped a finger inside of her, the moisture from her arousal providing ample lubrication for the intruding. ................................................En avan?ant dans l'?glise au son de la marche nuptiale, je me retournebri?vement vers la demoiselle d'honneur qui s'occupe de ma tra?ne. Elleest tr?s jolie dans sa robe de satin ivoire. Elle n'a que quatorze ans,mais son d?collet? laisse deviner une tr?s jolie poitrine, d?j? biend?velopp?e. Ses longues boucles blondes qui tombent sur ses ?paulesnues lui donnent un air ang?lique... Ang?lique, c'est vrai que cepr?nom lui va bien... Depuis qu'elle a. His name was Charles. He worked in a restaurant near my place and I recognized him when she showed me his picture. He had also seen me at the restaurant. One evening, Sandra suggested I could get together with Charles since neither of us had a steady boyfriend.“You know, he cruises outdoors mainly and at the restaurant, otherwise he’s pretty quiet”, said Sandra. “He’s quite cute”, I answered, “I certainly wouldn’t mind getting it on with him”. “I don’t know if he likes…you know….getting on top. He put one of his hands on my boob while still kissing me. My hands were under his shirt, my hand exploring his hairy chest. Then I come down between his legs. I pull his pajamas down a little and his underwear as well.Now I start sucking his dick. After a few strokes, he said, “I am cumming.” I raised my speed. Then he exploded in my mouth, but I wanted him to do so this time. My mouth was full of his cum. I went to the bathroom to clean up.“This time, you took it by yourself,” he said.“I like.