Imoved my hips from side to side "No honey... here... fu... fu. Fuck me...puh... puh please?" I remember stammering as I placed the tip of his cockat ...he bud of my tight entrance. "Puh... please be my first...BOYfriend"There! I'd spit it out!He hesitated then got all confident and cocky. "Sure honey... you want tobe my little girl friend?" I whispered, "yes" and he moved forward. Therewas pain, not a lot, but the heat, the sensation of stretching, thefriction... I've never read an adequate. Lewis" I replied, playing along with the mock chaste cordiality.We stood there in silence. Me not walking away and Jess not turning to go inside. I could feel we both wanted the same thing more surely now, it was a case of who was going to make the first move."You know... there has been some talk of burglars round this area recently." I saidShe crossed her arms, her petite breasts pushing together a little in her shirt."Really?" She replied"oh, yeah. I mean, nothing to worry about, probably" I. Just feeling not only her tongue thrusting inside me but to have her fingers (I say fingers because I lost count after two) inside me as well, it didn’t take long for me to reach orgasm. My whole body just trembled at that point, and watching her take my musky juices put me in a frenzy.Since I had already climaxed, Sandra made it clear that it was now my turn to pleasure her. At first, I thought okay that’s fair and besides I was dying to discover how she would taste. What took me by surprise. “Come and sit down,” she invited, patting a hand on the sofa, smiling into his eyes and pouring wine into glasses. “Cheers,” she toasted, raising her glass and handing him a cigarette. “Let’s not talk business,” she smiled, lighting her cigarette and picking a photograph album from the floor, shuffling up close on the sofa and resting her hand on his thigh. “Okay,” he answered, biting into a sandwich, mindful that she had no intention of removing her hand from his thigh, the intimacy and.