She worried he would see her hands trembling as she reached for his leg, but he quickly relaxed and she found herself enjoying touching him as much as...he obviously enjoyed being touched.When she oiled her own legs, she made sure to flash a little panty his way and saw his erection pushing out the front of his shorts. He was careful when he adjusted himself but she still saw him do it out of the corner of her eye. It was intensely satisfying to know he was attracted to her, which had fueled a. .. okay, more than a couple ... okay, most of the games ... it wasn’t even close!When I finally won that 28th game, all she could do was constantly complain about how I fouled her every time she had the ball, how I walked with the ball, how I double-dribbled, how much I cheated!But as I told her, in regards to the supposed “fouls,” in that last game we were playing by Marine Corps jungle rules: “No Blood, No Foul!”Then she told me that when we went to bed later that night, she would show me. My new friend gave him some directions and they both agreed the trip.I then lifted my skirt around my waist and straddled his lap, rubbing my hot slickness against his hardened piece of black meat. I felt his cock was growing even thicker and then I impaled myself on this huge cockhead, gasping and shivering with pleasure.He looked into my eyes in the dim light and I began riding slowly, grinding my hips in small circles. His naughty hands found their way beneath my top, rolling and pinching my. All she succeeded in doing however, was getting the tissue stuck onto my shaft in tiny bits as it tore away after being so soaked with our incestuous juices. Now all that remained on my cock was her small hands, and she struggled to wrap her fist around my shaft. In an effort to wipe my shaft clean she stroked my cock upwards, and it was then that I lost control. It may have been just one innocent, unintentional stroke, but that did not override the fact that this was my 16 year old.