His hand moves up my thigh, I love the touch. He looks into my eyes, and I know not to make a noise. His hands move up into my cunt. I love the feelin... of his hand there. He rubs my clit until I am wet. Once I am wet he inserts his cock in to my cunt. I bite my lip as to not moan out. He starts thrusting into me as I bite my lip harder. His hands along side my hips, move on to my breast. He begins fondling my breast pushing harder into me. As this happens my breathing heavy’s. Bond, helpless,. Taking an arm, I pull the tension out, working down to your fingers. I repeat this again with the other arm, and this time as I near the end of your wrist and hand, place my cock in your palm. Knowing what you’re holding, you instinctively fondle it and my balls, as it grows again. It's still wet from being in your mouth minutes before, and in your magic hand it only takes a few strokes to make me hard again. I'm enjoying this so much, you giving me pleasure, but I have to finish your. " Oh Christ," I bemoaned. "How old were you then?" I guess I was twelve at the time - she was thirteen." How ... how did she know what... ?"April giggled again. "Her brother used to let her watch dirty movies with him."I nodded. Strangely, I felt a stirring in my crotch area as I thought of my daughter's former friend, who had moved away a year earlier."So you remained chaste for the next three years?" I sarcastically commented."Chaste?" Hmmm, yeah. Pure ... untouched," I explained.There came. We used to travel to a sex shop and buy porn, sex toys, contact magazines ( days before internet). Toys for her and for her to use on me experimenting with vibes, dildos, strap ons of all sizes, water sports and I fantasised about seeing her with another which she had never done.One night the house mates threw a party and a few friends came round as well. Beer was flowing and music playing and late on I asked shall we turn in for some sex.As usual we played with each in her small room under the.