I hated myself for feeling good. “Please, stop . . . stop it.”“You don’t want me to stop,” I heard him say. I heard him unzip the front of h...s pants. “Yes I do . . . please . . .” I whined, and I heard him laugh.“Then why are you moving your hips on your own?”I opened my eyes and glanced down. He wasn’t moving his fingers at all. I was sliding my hips back and forth, inviting him inside me. I was pleasuring myself with him. I bit my lip and glanced up at him, my hips still moving. I stared at. “What’s your schedule like tomorrow?” I asked as I watched her stand near the mirror and braid her hair. “It’s Saturday, right? Not much of anything. I think my friend Kayla wanted to go for a hike, but I should double check. Why? Do you have any plans?” she thought out loud, her hands working her hair into a long braid of pink tipped hair. “Nothing until 1pm, I’m helping a friend move. But, I was thinking we could go get breakfast?” “Oooo, I like that!” she smiled. “I love breakfast. I pulled out of her ass held onto her hair and moved in front of her face. The sight of her with a huge black dildo in her throat was more then I could take and I blew my load all over her face. I smeared the cum all over her face with my cock, Aimee just knelt there wait for me to finish. I pulled the dildo out of her mouth and replace it with my cock that she cleaned off. When Aimee was done she got up and went to the bathroom to clean off. I got into bed and waited for her to come back.She. I watched her walking slowly through the trees, moving her hips, and every couple steps looking back at me and smiling. Oh, how I loved to watch her from behind. With moments of sun light breaking out of the branches above, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Yes, I had it bad for here, what young man wouldn’t? After a short while, Maggie began to undress as she walked. First, she pulled her short, thin, yellow summer dress up and over her head and let it fall to the small branch.