And it was on.My tongue went inside her mouth. Hers went inside my mouth. We started kissing passionately. She unhooked her bra. I pulled her panties ...ff. I stood there, backed up and looked at her. Those fucking beautiful sixteen-year-old boobs. That patch of pubic hair between her legs. Her creamy looking thighs. Her chest. My dick was throbbing. And Kayla spoke."Come on. Let's see it. I liked what I saw before," she said.I laughed. And Julie spoke."You didn't like what you saw. You liked. She was moaning loudly now, “Yes yes come on harder.”I increased the speed. She gripped my shoulder and shouted, “Aahhh, yes just like that, finger my pussy harder.” After a few more hard shakes, she jizzed. I took out my hand from her pants and wrapped them around her. And started kissing her neck. I could feel her hands on my body.I started massaging her boobs while she unbuttoned my shirt. As she opened my shirt I removed her top. Now I can see her round boobs perfectly placed in her bra.. Her hard, swollen, gum-ball sized nipples were rubbing against the cold sheets. She thought she could hear him breathing. She tried to match her breathing to his. Thrust after thrust crashed into her vagina, straining muscles and stimulating nerves. His fiery hot testicles repeatedly crashing against her clit. The gentle waves of sensual pleasure had become a ferocious tempest of lust. Wave after wave of orgasm washed over her body. He continued to mercilessly pound into her pussy.She fully. His name was Julian, and that was all I knew about him. He always came every Wednesday at nine in the morning, to mow the yard and trim the bushes. I had never given him a second thought and while he spoke some English, he seemed a bit shy, especially whenever I would offer him a glass of water or some iced tea. I poured a glass of water and stepped out on to my patio to see if Julian was anywhere around. He had already finished mowing and the yard looked great. I took a seat on one of my patio.