So do you really want to fuck me on the dinning room table? Me: I sure do. Where would you prefer to do it? Deb: I want you to fuck me from behind on ...he balconyMe: sounds like we can both have what we wantAs I grabbed her hand and led her to the table. She climbed up and sat on top. We began to kiss. She was so passionate with her kisses. It was as though her tongue was gently massaging mine. I pulled her tight as our kissing intensified. Eventually I laid her back and kneeled beside the. I was looking at Shreya’s womanhood for the first time. Shreya had turned 18 just two months back. She was an adult. And the thick, dark pussy that peeped out of the skirt was just an evidence of her adulthood.She had a beautiful pinkish labia, surrounded by a thick line of disheveled hair which gave it a tinge of darkness. My mouth was wide open with a strange hunger setting within when suddenly Shreya shifted in her chair again, this time closing her legs back. She was still studying, unaware. I then went back to ‘I Can’t Help Falling in Love with You,’ switching to Claire. Both girls were watching each other very carefully, making sure they did matching moves, for when I changed partners. I was quite proud of both of them. Not a single word between them, except ‘Excuse me’ as they swapped out, giving each other a high five each time they did. That usually prompted a giggle from one or both of them.Both of these girls were showing me how much they wanted to please me, by not. Strange as I,m six feet two and she was five three and perfectly proportioned for her size. At first I thought she was delicate and had to be handled with care, but found out she was tough as nails and loved to fuck in all positions. At her lake cottage she,d stripped to just stockings and suspenders as she challenged me to strip out of my clothing. I wasted no time as I had nothing to be ashamed of back then and was as fit as I,ve ever been having been working on a farm and then a lumber yard.