However, one specific bone in my body is winning the internal struggle. Yes, even at my tender age of fourteen I am already learning the life lesson o... thinking with my little head.Slowly but surely I inch my fingertips up over the curve of her left breast. At last I find the little bump, sticking up firmly. It feels nothing like mine, which are just little flaps of limp skin. Her nipple is more like part of an ear - hard but pliable. I rub it between my thumb and fingers, and it gets even. I was getting turned on and hard knowing he was watching her masturbate. After about twenty minutes of her playing with her pussy, I told her I was going to the store for something to drink. She looked at me, smiled and said to hurry back. I walked to the snack bar tying to hide my hard on. After I got the bottles of water, I walked down the beach a short distance away to see what they were doing. The guy had scooted his towel closer to her. He was now about ten feet from my wife. I was. I didn't liked her very much from the begining but as we grown up I started to see her on a differnt way than before. The whole begun when me and my friend "Jonas" was planning of hire a movie down the corner. His mom followed us to the shop and let us hire 3 movies. We were 12 years old and in that age we wanted to see bloody movies action like Rambo etc. but his mom didn't let us hire, she picked 3 movies by herself 2 action movies and 1 horror movie. We droved home to his place to get ready. On that night, I took her bra, and rolled on my dick and started to rub it. I was enjoying a lot.Every day she used to keep her bra and I used to pick them and masturbated in them. This continued for some days, and one day I decided it’s enough, let’s have real sex. When she came up she was wearing red sari with sleeveless blouse with deep neck through which I can see her bra straps. I dared and hugged from the backside. she was surprised and said hey what are you doing?I replied, don’t you.