Miguel put his hand in the waistband of my panties, and slid them down so they were halfway down my thighs. I didn't ask him to do that, he just did. ...e was running his soft hands over the skin of my butt, and it was giving me the shivers...it was driving me crazy. I kept on doing the same dance, except now, my little puss was out there wavin' in the breeze. Nobody shaved their pussy in those days, and I had a nice red bushy little bush. I liked it. I thought it was cute, didn't mind showing it. Then he helped her off with her shirt. She pickedhim up and he wrapped his legs round her waist and they moved over to thebed.She lowered him onto the bed she lowered herself down on top of him. Heeased his legs open she slipped her hand between his thighs and started tothrust her fingers into his clit. He continued to moan as she continuedher fingers were wet from his juices. Removing her fingers she broughtthem up to her lips and licked them.His fingers found her belt and undid the belt and. God, what a kisser. She flinched and gasped louder, but for her mouth being trapped, when he unhooked her bra strap in back. She lowered her arms willingly … eagerly … as he moved back slightly to remove it from her arms. His hands found both of her breasts and she moaned. He moved back a step, still holding her upper arms, and gazed appreciatively at her standing before him topless. He cupped one breast, bent over and sucked on the nipple. He then repeated the same to the other breast and. Then we decided to meet again during the vacation and got down at the bus stop. While walking towards the cab, my hands were still on her ass. She looked blushingly at me when I gave a light press. We took a cab and reached our respective homes.I took pictures of my back, shoulder, and chest. They had love bites and scratches in the bathroom in front of the mirror. I sent it to her on WhatsApp. She sent blushing emoticons. She sent me pictures of her cleavage and thighs. They were all red due.