She groaned and screamed in pain and lust. But still she wanted more. So she started to finger her pussy too. First only two fingers, then three and s...on her whole left hand was inside her pussy with me still fucking and fingering her ass. A wonderful feeling that was, her fist banging from the other side against my dick only the perineum between the two.My "slut" (as she now demanded to call her) laid her head on the floor to have the other hand free as well and started to rub her clit with. His fingers did linger fora second longer than what might have been necessary. Then his handsslipped into the front pocket of his jeans and vanished.I continued to stare up at him for another moment or two before regaininga modicum of awareness."I wasn't watching where I was going," I said, shrugging one shoulder."Thanks for saving me."His grin widened. "It was completely my pleasure." Then some of the mirthappeared to diminish and his eyes went from excited to serious. "So, uh, Iwanted to tell. It does feel rather nice (Who am I kidding? It was very exciting.) and I'm about to pour a bit more oil and start 'you-know-where.'No time like the present, I thought, and began to rub the lotion onto his very hard cock."Oh, God, that's great Lise, oooh," and he leaned up and licked my right nipple sending an electric current jolting directly to my pussy. I moved my breast a little closer and he sucked my nipple into his mouth and gently pulled on it and ran his tongue around it. With that, I. Angie started to whimper slightly, and then as I tweaked her tiny nipples, she let out a moan. I left off and snaked my hands down lower and lower. I ran my hands over her tight legs, higher and higher. Her lean calves, her firm thighs, and then above that, the golden territory, all covered with soap and water. A thought crossed my mind and I rested my hand on her bush, and asked Why shave your legs, and not up here? Because, her response was bashful, I was afraid it would hurt if I slipped..