Tori was twenty-two, but looked like a teenager. She was blue-eyed like me; with chestnut hair often in girlish bunches, which reminded me of Sarah. H...r figure was model-slim but still sweetly curved, with high, candy pink-nipples on cupcake boobs. She possessed a predatory sexiness that was only enhanced by her fresh, gamine prettiness, and she had the cutest bum I have ever seen.David, five years older, was the ultimate golden boy, naturally blonde, blue-eyed, smoothly muscled, an almost. I started sucking them and massaging them well.I loved sucking her and listening to her deep moans. Her hands slowly went down to my pants, I could feel her tight grip around my dick and she started rubbing it slowly and increased the pace. My 8′ dick was oozing pre-cum and then she reaches for my belt removes it, pulls down my pants and boxers sending my dick outside. This made her get greedy and suddenly went down and gave a gentle lick on the tip of my dick. She used her tongue to go around. Derry gulped. He feared what would follow, but he needed to tell the truth. "You see," he started, "I may look like another girl, but I'm actually a boy. I don't have a suit that would be correct."Mrs. Mohr was amazed. She had noted Derry's Levi's jeans, clearly the preserve of teenage girls, and had seen the obvious bikini panty line the boy was displaying. The scalloped lavender top and bracelet were just icing on the cake. It was hard to imagine he wasn't a cute, 14-year-old girl.On the. "No, I remember taking a shower outside on the deck," was her response. "Shower, on the deck," he asked. "I don't have a shower on the deck, but that's not a bad idea." The wheels of his mind began to turn with thoughts of an outdoor shower. Now she was confused. Had their entire encounter been a dream? Was she losing her mind, or was he? The silence was broken when he spoke, "I brought you in and got you out of those wet clothes and went to make some coffee. I wasn't sure if you were.