I looked up in dismay, afraid he was backing out, only to see that he was removing his ripped shirt and the rest of his cloths. Once again I drank my ...ill of him, gazing at his body, the rigid flesh that had sprung from his boxers. My mouth was watering at the thought of licking him everywhere. ‘Let me taste you.’ I whispered as I sat up and edged to the end of the bed where he was standing. His reply was to thread his fingers into my hair and pull me close to him. I was only a breath away from. I always tried to touch her wherever and whenever possible.i always used to stare at her cleavage when she bent down and the sight of it made me horny.i intentionally used to fight with her and used to touch her boobs and her thighs. One afternoon,as we were usually lying on the bed and seeing some photographs,her phone fell down and its battery came out.she bent down to take it.that day she was wearing a loose top and not wearing any bra and this time i got a view of her boobs and saw her. By making them wait she could start taking control of the situation, they thought they were taking advantage of her but really it was the other way round, they just didn’t know it.Sarah was comfortable with this, she had been in this flat before plenty of times, she had three young schoolboys in the other room waiting to ‘take advantage of her’. By the looks of them she didn’t think they would last an hour, the two weakest especially so she had to make the best of what they had.Now it was. I used to come and go as I pleased and they seemed to think nothing of a child seeing them partially nude. Some days I would sit and watch as they massaged each other from head to feet.As I grew older, I started to watch more frequently as my interest in the female body was increasing and both presented rare opportunities to satisfy a growing child’s curiosity.Every once in a while, I would catch a glimpse of mom’s nipples as she shifted positions. I remember one day that Beth got a little.