It’d be good practice.”“Ok, right after the other thing.”When we got to Benjie’s house, his sister wasn’t home, but Benjie led me to his b...droom anyway. He asked me to bend over on the bed, facing away from him.“I want to pretend I’m fucking a girl,” he explained.“Sure thing.” I was actually a little miffed that he didn’t want to look at me, but I figured it was worth 100 dollars. “You want me to do your feet first?”“Yeah, that’d be great.”Benjie took off his shoes and socks and stood barefoot. “Mmm, this is good coffee!” she said, taking a drink. She had sat down on the sofa with her feet curled up next to her and the robe open just enough to show off her lovely legs. John couldn’t help but stare at them.“You’re not drinking your coffee?” she asked, snapping him from his spell.“Wha-oh yeah, I’m just letting it cool off a bit!” he said “I poured yours first so you could drink it right away and warm up,” he said, trying to cover his inattentiveness.“Oh, I see. Well you know, a girl. Shocked at my attack, his naked ass smacked the water on his way under. Knowing I would be in trouble— in a good way—I left the water. Back on shore, I grabbed our towels, tossing one his direction when he appeared at my side. ‘That was sneaky,’ he whispered. ‘And you’ll pay.’ Chills that had nothing to do with the lateness of the day traveled along my spine. I watched him grab the string of fish and realized just how hungry I was. He chuckled but continued over to the cleaning station and. I slipped my hand between her thighs, feeling her warmth as I tugged the zipper all the way back to her waistband.Now as I followed her up the stairs, I had an unobstructed view of her swollen wet pussy and ass cheeks through the open seat of her trousers.Outside the darkroom, we found a wall of lockers. I slipped off my boots and as an afterthought my thong. Savvy added her blouse and heels as we picked an empty locker.Stepping through the blackout curtains into the dark room, all we could.