At the end of this particular production a number of us decided to give a few of the men, who’d treated us courteously throughout the film making, a...bit of a treat with a very sexy and exciting experience (I think Pru, one of the other girls, wrote about it on this website a little while ago). A lot of the time Paul still kept popping into my mind. ‘I wonder where he is now? What he’s up to? Has he got a girlfriend? etc, etc.’ I kept thinking. Again I tried to put such thoughts to one side. But. Her weight shifted from one leg to the other, flexing each round cheek and muscular hamstring in turn. The sexy vision stirred wanton thoughts. He resisted rubbing his palms slowly over her round derrière, and sliding his hands up along her sides and underneath her shirt. Bill said, ‘If you marry me, we’d have almost 1,000 acres to grow old on together.’ He resisted gripping her waist, holding her still and, pressing his hips forward, judging the height to be near perfect for rear entry. . My own wave hit, shaking me to the core. My breath froze in my body, my mind scrambling to hold onto reality.I’m no stranger to fucking, especially girls, and when I was first of age, the odd cock too, but this was different. I’d never been so open, such an exhibitionist before. The realisation of where I was and what I was doing hit my mind just as that rush of water hit my throbbing, aching cunt, and my world exploded.Daphne must have turned the water off because the next thing I was. She always had me fuck her while I was wearing a pair of her sheer nylon panties. I would simply pull the waistband down, stick my cock and balls over the top, and fuck away.One time when we were feeling silly and creative at the same time, she asked me to fuck her with the panties covering my cock. Her panties were certainly big enough to let me do that. I thought why not. So we spent quite a bit of time rubbing my panty-covered cock up and down her slit to get the panties wet enough to.