Tracy heard no one else above the quiet pounding of her heart and the personal noises of the unseen body coming towards the door to the common room. S...ddenly, the full figure of a tall, muscular blond appeared outside the doorway. Tracy was close enough to see the woman was dressed in a halter and shorts. She was barefoot and perspiration clung to the back of her neck, torso, arms, and legs. She was stretching again, arms high over her body; stretching and yawning as Tracy moved quickly behind. . naked... you want me to fuck her”“NOOOO... no... she is only 15... no”“You wearing panties?”“What?”“Fuck Adèle... do I have to repeat everything?”Without waiting for her response, using the toe of his shoe he hooked it under her skirt and stretched his leg out causing the skirt to rise up her tanned legs. The tightness of the material prevented him from pushing it high enough to expose her pussy.“Lift it up... right up... in fact... stand up and raise your skirt and sit back down so your bare. Get in here." Still nothing. So, I went to his door and knocked.I heard some jumping about. "Yeah?" Finally, a voice."David, dinner's on." Okay, give me a sec." I shook my hands and went back to the kitchen. Whatever.I finished getting out plates, silverware and started serving food when he finally walked in.He placed his hands on my hips and kissed me on the cheek as he passed to grab a plate. "Thanks, Gretta, you're the best."I turned towards him, smiling, but noticed that he's sweating along. Dawn’s sacred grounds came into view. Her neatly trimmed bush was the same shade of straw yellow as the hair on her head that cascaded just past her shoulders. Andrew had never encountered a lovelier pussy. That Dawn was enjoying his efforts became clear to Andrew as his eyes detected the subtle change in color of Dawn’s bush as it moistened with her juices. As Andrew made a move to stand and gather up all of the clothes he had just removed, Dawn said with a huskiness in her voice that had not.