I was able to get it hard but couldn't get the same feeling. Frustrated I turned over and thought I would go back to his house soon. The next morning...after breakfast I ask grandmother if I could go out exploring again, she said to be careful. I said I would. I hopped on my bike and took off. It took a few minutes to remember where to turn,but found my way to Mr. Roberts. His truck was out front, so I knocked on his door. After a minute he opened it.I said hello and thanked him for getting me. Her hands caressed my cock again and that is when I realized I was getting hard again. Mrs. Martin took my hand and guided me to her cunt. It was so wet, she guided my hand to rub up and down her slit paying special attention to a little bulb that made her squirm, even more, when I rubbed it. Our fingers slide into her slit as she worked both our fingers in and out, she was so wet, her hips raised to feel the fingers deeper in her. Her breathing became heavier, I didn’t know much about being. Her orgasm was my plaything. I looked directly at her as he described their sexcapades in full detail and she blushed as she finally met my gaze and understood the same thing that I did. We smiled in unison as he spoke of struggling to do what I was so easily able to do to her. It brought a chuckle out of me that I’d done dirty things to her that he hadn’t even gotten to do. I’d tasted her sweet hole and her sour hole. I made her beg for relief, and today I was going to finally give it to her,. Lucy stepped closer and started to kiss again, her hands rubbing all over my body, I began to stroke her smooth skin, she felt so warm and soft, and my dick felt like it was getting even harder, if that was possible!She pushed me onto the bed, straddling me like she had earlier. I looked up at her, as she reached behind her back, unclipping her black lacy bra. She moved one of her arms across her boobs, keeping her bra in place. Whilst her other hand slid off the straps from her shoulders. She.