”I groaned, “Oh please do it me, I’m desperate for it!”“Would this help?” she inquired, trailing one hand over my swollen balls, and the o...her slipping under the gaping gusset and pressing against my bum hole. I flinched. This might be crossing the line.“Does it help if you’re wet?” she inquired innocently.“It might,” I replied nervously, “I’ve never been wet before…”“You can borrow some of mine if you like, since you’re already wearing my knickers,” she offered.With that Sara reached her hand. It wasn’t that she was a raving beauty that attracted me. Sasha was about my mom’s age and size. She was a little heavier but her plumpness did not deter my sexual speculations about her. Perhaps it was her large, heavy breasts that drew me to her.Jamie’s sister Maya was just a year older than he and I. She was the young lust of my life. Sasha was a very typical teenager in many ways. She was slightly taller than her mother, about five foot two, and couldn’t weigh much more than a hundred. ’“But there wasn’t a next time. Not with Todd, anyway. He pulled out, and took my panties, and wiped his cock off with them, and then used them to clean me up a bit too. Then he pulled up his shorts and his pants, and told me to get dressed. We moved back to the front seat, and he drove me home, and when we got to my place he gave me a kiss and said ‘Thanks for helping me out.’ I had no idea what he meant. I guess I thought he meant by giving him sex. He said he would call, and I went inside. There is a side entrance to the house: a small porch, the doorway illuminated by an interior light. As I walk toward it, I see Abbi in silhouette beckoning me to her."Hello you," she says when I step over the threshold. Her upper-class voice renders her flirtatious welcome into sheer smut. "Long time no see. Was I ever-so cruel to you back then, Lukey?"She does not give me time to reply, encircles me with her arms and pulls me to her. It is the most sublime of ambushes, and for a moment my arms.