A jet of white jolted across them and onto her freckly cheekbone. It was so fast I gasped aloud and had to lift my eyes from the screen.Years before, ...hen I was still at University, a friend had turned on her video machine unaware her boyfriend had changed the cassette. The image firmed before her and me. I was asking what sort of flower, an orchard of some type I had thought, we were looking at when we both realized we were watching him penetrating her wide open sex from beneath.My friend was. ”“I said, “For me, the partners have to talk about those boundaries and the scenarios that might break them – break the trust. There’d be lots of ‘what if’ questions to kick around. We were doing that on the airplane last night.”“We were?”“Sure. I asked you about an open marriage or relationship. You told me it couldn’t be one sided, and that you thought it might be fun. If we’d pursued that, I might have asked you whom you visualized as potential partners. If that didn’t work for me, I might. Our parents were happy that we both had a friend. They felt we were growing up and becoming more social but in reality we were still loners. We only socialized with each other. However, the parents gave us more freedom and we took full advantage of that. We never dated any girls and by the end of our junior year I was beginning to wonder if Luke was gay like me. He had never said anything nor did anything to make me suspicions but the lack of female companionship for two horny teenage boys was. One finger slipped into her, rubbing, probing, slipping toward a spot that should let him know what her body wanted.Suddenly her face was buried in his neck as her body shuddered, and his hand was being soaked in the juice he'd scented earlier. He gently supported her while she panted and muttered about how good it all felt. One of her hands left the wall as soon as it could, to grab at his lap and paw at his belt. His free hand helped, then four hands were fumbling, then his bare ass landed.