Applying more pressure with his middle finger, Paul slid it deep inside of her while laying a crushing kiss on Steph’s lips. His weight pushed again...t her supporting her more for her legs were incapable of holding her weight now. They made out as he touched her, his finger curling to rub her Gspot as he slid it in and out of her. Her moans were stifled by their kissing but Steph still made quite a lot of noise. Paul was thankful for the late hour and the lack of people out and about. He moved. It was a first for her. She moaned in heavenly satisfaction, and I felt sure she’d had at least two orgasms in our short period of coupling.I cuddled Chris to my side and reached over to find Ashley there next to us. She’d been stroking two fingers into her pussy as she’d watched us. I pulled her into our cuddle, being sure to kiss her as well.Ash asked, “Can you do me too?” Even in the dim light I could see her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, lust, and love. She leaned and kissed me, and then. I decided Martha Jane's hymen had probably been taken by me-exactly when, I couldn't say--and that its inconvenience had been masked by ardor and passion.My scouring about the world was not limited to what I could find in a boring book. I did consort with peers now and then, especially on the school playground at lunch and recess. I developed no close or frequent friends. The one buddy I did take up with was Stepper.I spent about a year kicking around with him. He was a black boy my own age. We. This was different from previous times when they had on pants or jeans, so when Kim and I retreated to the bedroom, to be alone, it didn't take long before I had noticed that her skirt had ridden up rather high on her legs and that she had moved one knee over on my legs.I often rubbed my hand along her butt when we were laying there necking and petting on the bed. This time, my hand slid down her back, across her butt and over the bottom half of her panties and bare leg. Oh, this was better,.