Wow! I thought David looked older last night, but I could really see itin the movie. I thought he and Joan were in the same grade at highschool togeth...r, but that couldn't possibly be true. He looked severalyears older than she did. Or me for that matter! Joan's penis startedgetting hard as we watched the hot action unfold. I crawled down betweenher legs and started sucking her in time to the beat of the music. Shewas rubbing her tits and playing with her nipples. I turned around andput my. A woman knows how to do it best, of course."A long silence followed her saying this. Something about that idea seemed forbidden and sexy. A lot of k**s in my school had sex pretty young. But, I hadn't yet. I just turned s*******n so I was legal. "Um, I'm not saying I wouldn't want you to do that. I don't know any boys would." Oh, really? Well, if you promise you won't tell Alex about it, I'll show you how it's done." Her husband Alex was a bit of a dick, but lovable. He would not have been ok. After a minute or so she sighed heavily, and then to my utter astonishment she started to move her hips in time to the rhythm of my rubbing on her clit. I ran my free hand up her body and began to stroke her tiny tits and puffy nipples. I felt a shudder run through her small body, and then she sighed again.For many long minutes I stroked and teased her clit, and then I felt her beginning to get wet. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Not only was I getting to play with her cunt, but she. I looked the room over carefully. Nope, still hadn’t changed. The fire in the hearth had been freshly stoked, and blazed with comforting heat. I walked to it, and held my hands out. I had the sudden feeling that I was camping and felt a giggle rise in my throat. Yes, this was very much like camping, but not quite the same. It was… more rugged. I sighed and looked behind me for Maggie’s chair. Pulling it close to the fire, I sat down and let my thoughts wander. Laird Cien was certainly.