He said, “You know, I think Jools has a little crush on you. She seems so excited to spend time over here, I’ve heard her on the phone with Chloe,...and your name has come up in the course of their ‘girl-talk’. I guess 14 years isn’t as bad as 28 years.” I looked at him and replayed that last statement over and over in my head, ‘I guess 14 years isn’t as bad as 28 years’. Did Paul just give me tacit approval to date his nearly 18-year-old daughter? I excused myself, asked him if he was ready to. We paid them for a day. We entered our room. Some woods were burning in the fireplace and the place was warm and cozy. As I was wet my nipples were hard and pokey and my boyfriend’s body made me hornier.The room was dark with dim light. I switched off those lights. We could see each other in some firelight. The atmosphere was so erotic. My fantasy was going to come true. I was excited.I was thinking and I saw my boyfriend coming towards me. I was moving back and he was coming towards me. I. Helen's body, her very soul, now clamoured for the ultimate. She moved quicker, demanding a climax, and he recognised this, so his tempo increased.The climax was spreading between them, between their mouths and their sexual fusion. Helen would never be able to explain that moment as the movements launched them away somewhere beyond sensibility, yet the fires were intensely locked inside them, spreading, flaring, searching every nerve end, until the pleasure had her crying out in what was half. With her skirt off and sans panties, Amanda unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a lacy blue bra. She removed the bra freeing her admirable breasts. Bella looked at the woman standing nude before her. Hard perky nipples stood out from breast just slightly smaller than her own D cup mammaries.There was a pink flush of excitement covering the tan skin, very pronounced around the nipples. Her gaze drifted down, coming to rest on the bare patch between Amanda's legs. She could just make out the swollen.