With growing confidence, he moved his hand back, his fingers trailing up the bare flesh of her thigh as he pulled the hem of her skirt higher and high...r. She replied by running her hand high up his leg, the back of her hand brushing lightly against his testicles. Even through his jeans, he shivered. Her skirt high on her thigh now, Joe caressed inwards. Her flesh was warm and smooth as his fingers massaged her inner thigh. She shifted, opening her legs slightly. Reflexive or intentional, he. I tried some, but was handicapped by trying to makesure my top didn’t slide off on the impact with thewater.Eventually, we retreated to the shore and stretched onthe grass to dry in the warm sun. I fetched the lunchwe had packed. Tessa devoured her sandwich and burpedproudly with a loud guffaw. I chastised her manners andpicked more daintily at my sandwich.After lunch, we lazed on the blanket and enjoyed thebeautiful day doing what teenage girls do. We readmagazines. Talked about music. It built up nowhere near as much or as fast as some girls, but it did not seem to be any different either. As I licked her clit I also probed with my fingers to find she did not have a cherry. I am pretty sure from the emails from last spring that she had been a virgin back then and nothing made me think she was not still now, no matter how bold she was acting.I do not know if she had been licked before or not. What I do know was what I was doing to her was making her go crazy. My finger. ”I slowly relaxed my arm, then let go of his head and the guy holding my arm helped me to my feet.“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay on the ground, my friend.” he told the guy laying there.He looked at me and said, “I already called the cops. They’ll be here shortly.” He turned to the guy on the ground. “You don’t go anywhere. You don’t even move.” By then, 3 or 4 more guys had shown up, all of them looking at the guy on the ground in none too friendly a fashion. He stayed where he.