Paul's hands slid up her thighs to cup her bum, grinding her against him. As their tongues met she felt him hardening under her while his fingers slip...ed into her bikini bottoms. His fingertips moved over her smooth lips, her head tipping back as she lifted herself higher on him. Her head tipped back as he circled her clit before stroking back and forth over it. She reached down between their bodies, feeling his hand still toying with her clit as she undid his shorts and pulled him free.His. I got laid. I was ridden. I had sex. He went down on me. I came. Multiple times. He still wanted more. I was amazing (that's what he said!) I'm beautiful (he said that too!) I saw his...penis...I touched it...held it...it was inside me! It was huge...and bloody amazing! Omg...I've been tainted. What am I thinking…I was raised in a very open environment. I grew up with my Mom and she is so open minded. The travails of being a single Mom and raising an only daughter….! Dad lived in New York, and. “I bet you won’t.” Stephen said to Robin. “What do you bet?” Robin asked him, reaching over andrubbing her palm over the groin of his shorts coveredpants. She tightened her grip when she felt his cockswell from the feeling.“I bet… you get to have as many cocks as you want whilewe’re in AC.”“Well that’s a pretty safe bet.” She said, now rubbingher hand up and down the length of his stiffeningshaft. “Nope. I want. ‘Are you sure about this?’ he asked her. She nodded vigorously. He said, ‘You know what I want to do. Don’t you?’ She nodded again. ‘You want,’ she said, faltered, took a deep breath and continued. ‘You want to fuck me.’ He shuddered. She had spoken aloud the desire he dared not even think. But like Pandora opening the forbidden box, once unleashed his desires swept over him and could not be contained again. ‘June,’ he said, her name spoken as a talisman, a charm, a prayer. ‘Do you know what.