I’d been masturbating since 13. Back at school I’d had “wank buddy” boys I’d got naked with and wanked and hand jobbed with. I’d had hand ...obs from girls back at school we called the “schoolgate sluts” who’d wank any boy who wanted. But I hadn’t had a girl’s or boy’s hand on my cock for ages. The pleasure of Hazel’s hand on my cock after months of solo masturbation was exquisite!I began to reciprocate. I’d had my hand up Hazel’s skirt on her legs, bum and cunt through her tights and panties. I. It was too much and I shot my load, my head whirling as I sunk to my knees, grunting hard as my spunk shot out of my pumping cock in a long hot stream. The girls, still cumming, were aghast, as they finally looked my way. They were speechless until Jane recovered and called out, her voice trembling."Oh my fuck Mark! What are you doing here?"I laughed. "Watching two gorgeous horny women fuck themselves silly!" was my response.Anne giggled, breaking the tension. "Well it looks as if our fantasy. From standing above it, the mortar looked fine. Waving the others to follow me, we walked towards the settling dust almost three hundred yards away.All we found when we arrived was a small crater. There was no sign of the shell casing much less the shot that was packed inside.“That’s some kind of hole,” George said, looking at the crater in wonder. “That whistle was creepy. I sure wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of that thing.”“The next time we come out here to test these things we. "We continued to kiss very softly and I slipped my tongue into her mouth. Her tongue touched mine then she started to kiss me a little harder. I worked my finger into her pussy hole and she threw her arms around me kissing me harder. Her young pussy was tight and really wet. She put one hand on my tit. I stopped fingering her to remove her shirt. She still acted shy. I kissed her cute little tits and she was sighing loudly. I stood to remove my shirt and shorts. When I was naked she said " Aunt.