My blood was hot because I unrestrainedly ran my hands all over Maria's body. At one point, one hand was between her legs fingering her, another was o... her nipple, and my tongue was inside her mouth.Somehow my swimsuit was pulled down and Maria's bikini bottoms were pulled aside as she positioned herself and slid down with my wet cock head gliding along her pubic hair and then going up into her wet pussy lips and then up into her pussy completely. She was not a virgin (thank goodness) and she. Ann, and her friends, must have kept the hair spray industry in business. Many of the guys joked about not smoking around their girlfriends' hair out of fear of an explosion. Many of the hairsprays of that time were basically lacquer, a highly flammable basis for paint.When I went to Ann's home Friday evening to pick her up, instead of honking the horn and waiting in her driveway, I got out and knocked on the door. She invited me in to meet her parents. I was scared to death, but I stood up. God I loved the feeling of fullness. The first time we fucked, we’d needed to use almost a full bottle of lube - my husband’s dick isn’t exactly small, but compared to Garth ... well, since the first time I fucked my little bro, I barely notice Michael’s prick entering me.Garth’s massive cock. It had become the only thing that could satisfy me.Now, just a few weeks later, I don’t need to use lube at all. I’m generally so wet by the time I get here, simply from anticipating what’s coming ... he. I felt the blood rushing away from my face and back to my cock.“Don’t mind me. She smiled. You carry on!” “Carry on?” I asked uncertainly. “Yeah”. She replied. “In fact…mind if I watch?”“Huh?” I was stunned but thrilled by the idea.I’ve always wondered how boys play with themselves.” She explained.“Erm...err, ok”. I murmured.“Well, go on then.” She urged me.Apprehensively I began to slide my hand up and down my cock. “Feel nice? She asked.I nodded.She tore off some loo roll, wiped the residual.