I could tell instantly she was a virgin from how tight it looked. I doubt if a neddle could fit through that little openeing. Thats the way I liked it...though, sweet and tight."No!" she screamed as i crawled over her body. She couldnt fight back cuz her legs were tied at the ankles and her arms her fastened behind her back. All she could do was beg, beg for her virginity, beg for it all, but it was no use. Her sexy voice begging me to stop only turned my perverted dick on more. I slid it into. During our time around the pool you asked M if she would rub suntan cream onto her back and she obliged, you reciprocated and started to rub cream in to her back however I noticed you paid particular attention to her sides glancing you hands on the edge of her breasts and slipping your fingers under the waistband of her bottoms, As you moved onto her legs rubbing the cream all over her thighs you glanced at me and noticed I had a lump forming in by shorts and smiled knowing full well I could. Emma, I learnt did not take to Phil, mainly I think (conceitedly perhaps) because he was taking my place rather than anything inherently wrong with Phil.For the next few minutes Emma was a whirlwind of questions and anecdotes.I noticed her friend fidgeting, clearly bored with the proceedings, so I asked Emma to introduce us, simply to bring the other youngster into the conversation.'Oh! Sorry Wolff. This is Emma too.' She said.'Emma TWO?' I asked. 'Does that make you Emma ONE?' I deliberately. The movements of our dance becoming slower as it was getting hard for me to keep her holding. To my words, she just giggled like a 16-year-old.Dancing and dancing, her legs intertwined with mine, and we fell on the sofa with her on top of me. She still kept on giggling. It was nice to see her happy like that.“Are you ok, mom?” I asked. Looking into my eyes, she said, “Never been better.” With an unexpected turn of events, she advanced to kiss me. Her eyes closed, and her hands running over my.