Cindy was under the table sucking off the football players, that was her thing. She always wore kneepads, which was smart since she loved to suck cock...so much. She usually left the lunchroom with a stomach full of protein. She was different than Kelly, who also loved to suck cock in the fact that she swallowed. Kelly liked to take the cum in her mouth as the guy blew his load, but then let it run out all over the front of her T-shirt or blouse, which was usually white. She enjoyed walking. Lighting up another twist, Phil leaned back into the wicker chair and looked with satisfaction as Bob rubbed Emily’s back while she puffed. Her face was flushed with pleasure. Giggling, she handed the smoke back to Bob. After sucking the smoke deep into his lungs, pausing, then exhaling, Phil smiled at Bob and said, “We’d be more comfortable without all these clothes!” He stood up and followed Emily’s example. Taking off his polo shirt, kicking off his topsiders, pulling down his jeans, and. I just smiled and looked up in stunned silence. I couldn’t believe anything could top that. I tried to clean myself up and found a slight tint of blood. I figured he was just so big. We laid together on the couch and he held me, nuzzling into my neck and rubbing my arms, shoulders and back. I hadn’t been held in so long. Our legs were entwined and the rubbing and touching began to arouse us all over again. We repeated our earlier performance in the bathroom, this time with him lasting even. Her complete nakedness amplifies my mischievous, c***dlike sense of doing something naughty and sexual and dirty away from the prying eyes of society. In my mind, I have returned to c***dhood, exploring the forbidden valleys of a girl’s body for the first time. I am that k** again, the one that was on vacation at my parents' cottage by the big lake. Once in that place long ago, I played with Claire, the neighbor girl, who was older than I and thus exotic. Her long hair was dark and straight and.