My relationship with Beth started to become more friendly and playful, as I became the fun older guy in her life, and she had really started to get my...attention. Typical young girl, she became a little emo style and wore tops and skirts. I was hooked. We would talk about music, and I would ask her about her school and her friends, feigning attention on others more than her. Secretly I was taking every opportunity to study her body closer.‘Leon, can you hand me that poetry book over there?’ Beth. It was as if Tim used his cock as a tool, while Paul used his as a weapon – brute force versus strategy, almost. Tim’s lovemaking was much more tender, the kind a girl could drown in, while Paul was more direct, less controlled, but just as fulfilling in a different way, especially in a foursome where half the electricity was being provided by his partner and mine fucking inches away. We rode each other’s boyfriends for what seemed like hours, but was in all probability minutes, minutes well. We are both about five foot four, (mum has an extra half inch) with blonde hair and blue eyes. We are both 36 C cup, and again she is slightly bigger.The cab picked us at eight, I dashed out in my backless top tugging at my skirt, trying to keep it down, it was a lot shorter then I realised. Mum trotted out after me, her top covered slightly more and her skirt was a little longer, but not by much. We sped off to the club giggling all the way, our short skirts riding up to the delight of our cab. The creams and the glittery body lotions took plenty of time to apply, the spray tan and the leg waxing had been done the day before. Then the hair and make-up that just had that utter fuck me quality. As for the clothes there wasn’t much to speak of, her body was tight and she could get away with no underwear. On top if there had been anything for it to go over Amber chose a very thins satin dress, which finished mid-thing length when she was stood up and basically hip-length when she sat.