She would get me to do her lesbian partner and let her watch. Although I did not find this butch looking partner a turn on, I could climb her to get i...to the one I wanted. I put on my running shorts and tee shirt and jogged by the house, turned and went into the back door. This kept anyone knowing I was there. We exchanged hugs and her butch partner did not care for so much. She knew what the night would be, and she would be mounted and riden by me later. This was not her favorite part of the. Her juices flowed, adding a sensual squelch to the soundtrack of needy moans, soft grunts, and the rhythmic squeaking of the bed.Anticipating a monumental, satisfying, orgasm, she arched her back and rode him hard. She wanted to cum. Needed release. Ahh… She gasped as her pussy contracted and her body shook. Trembling, she clutched his flesh as the waves coursed through her. Then, groaning, she grasped him tight and rolled over, pulling him on top.Cock still buried deep in her pussy, he. The Guitarist My first sexual experience (other than masturbating) was when I was 14. I was at a friends birthday party, her parents worked alot of the time and wouldnt be there but had arranged it all and even got a band to play in the garden. It was the summer holidays and I had gone in a tight tank top and hot pants. I think I spent most of the time watching the band, but only because the guitarist was really cute, he was like in his mid 20s but it didnt stop me looking, or most of the. He didn’t need to be asked twice and he gathered a double-fistful of my long blonde hair, treating it like some sort of rein as he began to power-thrust his hips back and forth. Even though I was cumming, even though I could take his entire cock in every hole, it was still a lot for me to handle and I could only respond by going a bit crazy.I spanked myself while his hands were busy with my hair.I lolled my tongue from my mouth, literally titfucking myself with it where my MM cups were resting.