You are so beautiful I may have to put you on my mantle and just look at you."The teen blushed. "Oh thank you, Gary. After what you did a while ago, I...wanted to look extra nice for you tonight. Momma helped with my make-up and hair. She said I should look my best on my first night. I'm glad I didn't do it with that asshole. It would have hurt so much with him. I am..." Tiffany!" I had to interrupt her. She was nervously babbling a mile a minute. She may be here willingly, but she's still very. We were both hot and sweaty despite the cold wind howling outside. I didn’t want to move, I just wanted to continue to enjoy the delight of what had just happened and the sweet sensation of the weight of her limp body pinning me to the floor. Our breathing gradually returned to normal and with an effort, she rolled off to the side, our legs and arms entwined. The room was suddenly quiet and still. A little laugh crossed my lips as I thought of how it must have looked and sounded only moments. I edged to prolong the exquisite pleasure, holding back as long as I could. Finally after the wank of all wanks I pumped my load over Wendy’s breasts and front. Masturbation at that age was delicious, tugging one off over hot porn was even better. But wanking over a real live naked girl, with my knob brushing against her breasts and my spare hand running over her breasts, thighs and cunt, through her pubic bush and along her vagina lips, while her fingers lightly tickled my balls and inner. He was gasping and heaving, but trying so hard to be quiet in doing so. It was one of the biggest orgasms he had had for some months. He could hear the women chatting in the kitchen as he started mopping up. Finally, easing the last of the cream from his tip, he went back to the garden, through the kitchen, to work. Later that day he felt something odd when he was cycling back home, but thought no more of it. When he went to take a shower, he felt the constricting band again around his shaft.