As I touch your nipple and stroke your breast, you open your legs wide. As you do, I can smell you. I can tell you are so turned on after listening to...me come in your headphones. With your legs open as wide as they can be, my right hand begins to travel down over your stomach, over your belly button to the top of your black panties. It slips under them but then comes back up to your breast.As my right hand comes up, my left goes down, slipping into the top of your panties, but not touching you.. All types of new girls sat around me. There were starry-eyed freshmen girls and girls from all grades trying to make a name for herself by association. There were a few genuine girls I wouldn't mind spending more time with in a different reality. There were even some cheerleaders but I was very happy with my girls and there was the secret of Coach Kim also.I attributed the influx of girls to the increasing hype about the coming high school gymnastics championship at the downtown sports arena. My mom said that she ws going to take a bath and then would go and have some sleep as she was not feeling well. This was a wonderful opportunity for me as I knew that she would not realize about the time lapse while she lay unconcious. As she went in to take the bath I decided to peep in. As I watched her having the bath, my penis seemed lyk it would explode. Here was my mom, standing naked, with her wet body, water flowing over it, and I felt like bursting in and banging my rod into her right. When white silky string bikini panties appeared, I paused. Man they were sexy! I couldn't resist. With my weight keeping her pinned to the bed, I touched her panties, caressed sensual silkiness, and explored the magnificent shape of her mons underneath. Keira stopped struggling and went quiet. I traced my fingertips down one steep side of her mons, across her rounded vulva, and up the other side. It was truly a marvel of nature, petite yet full, distinctively shaped, a tapered mound drawing.