She seems to be fairly well under by now. But the wiggling only serves to cause my hands to brush against those sweet mounds. I shake my head in frust...ation. I sit there for several seconds. I want to slide my hand over and cup a tit. I can just picture the feel of it under the palm of my hand. I can imagine teasing the nipple between my fingers. It would be so damn easy.Almost unconsciously I find my fingers rubbing the skin between my daughter's breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt. I. She started to trace her fingers around the waist ban of my underwear. She then guided my hands to them.Whispering, “Your being good today. Now push them down, take off your shoes and step out of them.”Again I was naked.She started to walk around me letting her finger tips drag along my back. She continued to walk around the front of me and stumbled on my discarded clothing. “Well this is just in the way.” She said. With that she picked up all my clothes and headed out the front door with. After 5 minutes Coach H gets up, kneels between my legs, and starts to suck on my cock. Coach H occasionally licks my ass hole. I feel Coach H start to finger my hole as he sucks on my cock. I feel his finger enter my hole and press up against my prostrate. It is like he is giving me a prostrate exam. It is enjoyable having my cock sucked with a finger up my ass. At some point Coach H removes his finger and pushes something else up my ass. I do not really notice until whatever it was. Alessandra accepts, first fine day of Linda's school summer holidays, her proposition to take their bicycles and bake a bit browner at the banks of the river, just outside their town. Linda loves to be there, watching many more tasty teens as them. Both get a turn-on. The warmth of the sun, those many curious looks from others. Their own giggling and exchanging opinions on who looks hot or not. Alessandra is aware of their differences in taste, but hesitates to disclose to her best friend, that.