‘Ah…I…I’m not sure I’ll ever get soft again!’ Jason replied. He groaned softly when she moved her hips, making his erection lash her insid...s once more. ‘Well…’ Karen murmured. Her face went slack as passion began to spread through her once more. ‘…as long as you’re hard, and in the right place, we might as well take advantage of it, right?’ She increased the pace with which her hips were moving. ‘Oh, yes!’ she murmured. ‘That’s what I need! Oh, yes!’ Jason grabbed his partner’s hips and began. I didn’t have any real friends on my school bus that picked up kids from other nearby villages, either. My handful of school-friends – James and Kev – lived in villages the other side of town and it was just too far to bike. So, consequently, we hardly ever met outside school. And this was fairly normal; only the kids who lived in town had any kind of social life. There were a few kids living in villages who had friends near enough to cycle to or had parents who ferried them about, but they. Just go slow. The only thing I have ever had in my ass is a finger.”I grabbed some lube and slowly pulled out; her ass gripped my cock like it was trying to hold on to it. She asked what I was doing. I said, “You are so tight I need some lube. It will be better for us both. I lubed her tight, pink rosebud and my cock, and reinserted it, this time a bit faster than the first time. She reared up and yelped and begged me to go slow. I said, “Breathe and bear down, trust me.” I fucked her ass. There was only one door from the school to this area, and it was in a well unused area. Picking the lick was as quick as using a key. Our first time in the locker rooms was an unforgettable experience. She undressed slowly, as I sat on the bench, already naked, holding my dick. She slipped her skirt down, and kicked it aside. Her pink panties were a little wet, I could see. She took off her shirt, tossing it aside, followed by her bra. Now, slowly pulling down the side of her panties, she.