Helen then felt a tickling sensation as chilled bubbly champagne was poured onto her love mound but the warmth of James’ kisses soon restored the er...tic sensations to her body, as he continued to stimulate her she was tempted to let him kiss her to satisfaction but longed to feel him inside her and asked ‘Can I go on top?’ ‘Of course you can sexter’ was James’ response. James laid on his back and Helen climbed on top, guiding him into her. As their bodies moved in unison her breasts were. When Becky got a good view of it, she whispered something to Amber and pointed towards the horse. I could hear Amber give a sharp gasp. I glanced over at Amber and saw that her gaze was locked onto that horse. Her breathing was more rapid and I could see her breasts rise and fall under her shirt. “Wow…” she sighed quietly.“First time seeing a horse’s cock?” I asked Amber quietly. Becky gave me a sharp glance at my comment but didn’t say anything. Amber’s gaze was still fixed on the horse. I’m. ” Thank god she was young and naïve. “Why do you need to go home? I will take care of you.”“I need my jewelry box, has the stuff my grandma gave me. I can’t leave it!”Shit!! A waste of time, but I needed her help along the way, I didn’t speak Spanish that well. “Ok, if I take you by your house will you go in and grab it quietly and come right back out?”“Yes, I promise Mr. Williams.”“Ok, ok, let’s go.”Her house was in a bit of a scary area, thank god I didn’t have a nice car. The houses. Mike’s mom didn’t ask. She could probably guess, and she’d be right.After dinner we sat in front of our little fire for awhile. Mike and I had scrounged all the wood we could find, but it turns cold pretty fast up there, so we ended up huddled together with Mike’s mom in the middle. I liked leaning against her, to tell you the truth.We sat watching the flames when I felt Professor Bertolli move. She turned to Mike and kissed him. Then she turned to me, and her lips were so warm on mine. Her.