In and out, in and out, my fingers slidinto her. My mouth never left her nipple.Marie had her head back on the seat, her chest was rising and falling....uddenly she reached over with her hand and slid it up my sweater, herfingers massaging my breast. After a few moments, I felt her hand liftmy bra up over my breast and her fingers quickly grasped my hardenednipple."Oh yessssss, God, it feels so good, Mmmmm-mmmm", Marie hissed throughher teeth. Up and down her hips moved on the narrow seat, my. Now she was almost completely naked on the counter in their kitchen when I realized that there were windows and if we were caught I would never have another chance at this, I pulled her panties off and began to massage her glorious mound, as I did I slid a single finger in to her snatch and she erupted in her first orgasm she pulled my head into her breast as she exploded. OH MY GOD, MATT!!! Its never been like that Ive never cum like that before. Im not done either, I smiled. good she moaned. As I looked at the empty closets and the indentations in the carpet where furniture had been, I wondered what it was about these people that made me trust them so much.I had seen John once or twice before I went to Jill's for Thanksgiving dinner. There I go, calling it Jill's. She's a fifteen year old kid but she's so dynamic, so confident, that she takes over any space she happens to occupy. She and Jack live in a recently built apartment above his mother's garage. In fact, my understanding is. I lay there, his taste in my mouth, knowing it would be very easy to come. But that would make Hatch very unhappy. And yes, he’d know. I want to please him. Usually we play this game where I act naughty, and do little annoying things, until some limit is reached and he spanks me. From time to time, Hatch asks me what I don’t just ask for what I need and want. What I crave. For some reason I can’t. Eventually I manage to climb to my feet. Fortunately my T-shirt falls down far enough to cover.