Meet back here at one o'clock, please," announced Gary as they began to disperse in search of food, drinks and toilets.It was rather stuffy inside the...main café building when they ventured in. Part of the terrace was covered with a glass roof and this created something of a greenhouse effect. It was certainly not somewhere Louise felt like spending too much time, so they ordered some food and drinks and decided to take them back down to the lake to eat.On the water's edge, it was much cooler.. I couldfeel her lift my skirt and cup my ass in her hands. As I pulled tight toher I could feel my cock press against her thigh. But I could also feelsomething pressing against mine. I began to undo her jacket and let hertits spring free. I moved to take a nipple into my mouth. A gasp escapedher lips. I kissed and caressed her hard little nipples before feelingher hands pushing my head lower. I dropped to my knees and was face toface with her crotch. She reached down and undid her. .....so we arrive and make it to the bed and get going I mean best sex ever. She stayed at my house for a week we would smoke, drink, and fuck thats it I don't remember eating anything but her that whole week. So saturday arrives and we have planned a beautiful evening.So we set out on our journey to the moveis first and out to eat second then to the car to find somewhere to fuck. We headed to the local park but it was to much light for her so then to the costco parking lot she says lets find. I never did write Ceilidh and Summer's story before now. As I've said before, I feel a certain protectiveness towards my friends. I wasn't sure I could fictionalize such an account to the point where, even with the names changed and the serial numbers filed off, Ceilidh wouldn't be instantly recognizable to anyone who knew her.Events have since overtaken the story. Mr. and Mrs. Foster know about both their daughters' proclivities and Summer's crush. They may not know it was consummated, but if.