You wiggled your way underneath me. ‘Oh my god,’ I thought, ‘she wants to do it.’We were both virgins, so I asked, “Are you sure?”“Uh-hu...,” you choked, hardly able to speak.I was shaking like a leaf, already excited beyond belief, my whole nervous system seemed to be centred in my penis. My nostrils flared, and I could not get enough oxygen. Taking my weight on one elbow, I covered you, and as I guided the centre of my world towards you, I felt like I was going to explode. After what seemed. She told me that would be fine and ask if it would be OK if they started "playing" before I got there and I said as long as they didn't really "start" it would be fine. She gave me a big hug and kiss and told me that she was thinking about slipping into something sexy to show him and maybe do some light "feeling & kissing". I whispered and told her that as long as I was there to watch her start getting serious with him it would be fine. I think she knew how much I wanted to actually be there to. When I expressed my admiration at this she just smiled and said 'Have to. Mum and Dad have already paid the fees. Can't let them down.'We had agreed that when the time came we would part at the airport terminal door, with neither of us looking back as we walked away from each other. But I still sat in my car for a long time, staring into the haze which had swallowed her flight. God, I was going to miss her.I lifted the hand-piece of my workshop phone on that cold and wet July day. Having. She had this slight smirk on her face like 'Oh yeah big boy, I know seeing this picture of me will have you hard in seconds', her skin was lightly tanned with the look that she could have a European/Latin background. Her drank brown hair was wavy hanging just below the bottom of her breasts. Oh my god, her breast, I would guess a "B" cup, but I can say, they looked like they would nicely fill the palms of my hands. She had this beautifully tones stomach that with her petite figure I instantly.