One hand rubbing my boobs and other thrusting in to my petticoat from belly. I didnt face him at all. He was making me more and more horny. He took m... hands and kept it on his buldging cock over his pants. He unzipped and let his erected cock out and made me to hold his cock. Then he moved his hands over my pussy inside the peticoat. Slowly he started to rub my pussy…. and being horny i too started to move his cock with my hands. I was shaking his cocks and he was dashing my pussy mount.. She was younger than me. Much younger. Well not exactly much younger but she was at the stage in her life when that sort of difference did make a difference. She had just turned 16 and I coming close to 29. The age where some would still see me a young man where others see me as “getting on a bit”. Now this is where our tale takes a step into the dark side. In Paul's home country of Scotland this would be nothing more than frowned upon with the odd comment shouted across the room asking if he. I really liked it. Did you?" "Kind of." I climbed over her left leg, pulled her knees up and took my cock in my hand. "Now it's time for me to give you a really good fucking. You do like being fucked, don't you?" "This is my first time, Jerry" she said. "You're a virgin? Have you broken your cherry?" "No." "Well you know that it hurts a little when you do, don't you? But then it gets better, a lot better." "Ya, Mom had the talk with me and we spent one day in school talking about sex. I. ' If someonepresents herself as a girl, then you call her 'She.' Everyone here lookslike a girl, so we all should be called by female pronouns." But some of us are still men under all this, all these curves." You may say so, but can you prove that without doing something as crudeas taking off your panties in front of other people?"That was a stumper. The fact was that no one in the whole room could dothat. They all looked and sounded and even smelled like women.In another part of the room, a.