Penetration had been slow with the jacuzzi water washing away her natural lubrication. And it was everything I could do to keep a straight face as Hea...her held a finger up to her lips while the others were distracted in their amiable conversation with the elderly couple. But eventually Heather had me fully seated inside her, commencing our very first fuck without anyone even knowing about it.Candy's eyes popped wide open when she was able to look through the water and see that indeed, Heather. I finally climbed out of bed. The sweater and pajama pants I wore to bed last night were folded up on my dresser. The candles and lighter were gone, as were the empty water bottles. Did Alyssa clean up in here before heading to the bathroom?I pulled on the same pajama pants and sweater, just in case Mom spotted me before I reached the bathroom.I didn’t have to worry about that though. She was down in the kitchen, making another glorious breakfast.I pulled a couple of towels from the linen. ”Quick as a flash she was astride me, her hand grabbed my straining cock aligned it, rubbed it a little between her inner lips and applied it to her place, when she pushed down and back and fell onto it till she bottomed out on my root, her warm sheath clasping, warming and wetting me.“That’s what I wanted,” she gasped, her eyes half closed with pleasure. “Oh, you feel so good!”She lay down on me, twisting her body so as to rub those nipples over my chest, while nibbling and kissing my neck,. ***********On the way to my place, Max filled us in on his story. Max was fourteen. Hismother died six months before. He never knew his biological father. Hisstepfather was an alcoholic and, of course, beat the kid. His stepfathertold him he was in the way (I had to agree with that) and that he needed tofind somewhere else to live. Since Max's stepfather wasn't legally hisstepfather he wasn't really responsible for Max. Sheryl kept eying me as Maxtold his story. What the hell did she want me to.