I didn’t have much hair on my pubes and my dick was smaller than most guys that I had seen so I was somewhat afraid of letting a real girl see me na...ed. But this was Barbara! Who could she tell? And who would believe her anyway?I was at my shack at ¼ till seven, I was trembling with fear and excitement. Would she show up? Would I gross-out at the last minute when I saw her up close? I heard noises in the bushes outside, then a soft knock on the door. I opened the door and looked at her. . His fingers traced down the backs of my up stretched arms and down my chest until his hands found my breasts again and he squeezed hard. My breath started to get erratic and I could feel little fireworks all over inside my body. His hands massaged my boobs and worked their way down to my stomach and back up to my chest. Squeezing, tugging, twisting and pressing I was so turned on I could barely stand it. Suddenly I could feel something touching my hands. Hard with soft skin, it was his penis. She couldn’t see a thing in the darkness and she felt James go in ahead of her. He passed her the torch and she could see his face slightly, motioning her to wait. A few minutes passed and she heard some banging. Then, quite suddenly, flickering light flooded the entire room, as if someone had lit a fire. James came back into her view, blocking the glorious sight she had seen before her. He was holding a torch bracket that was lit at the end. He stepped aside as she walked in, mesmerized. It. Oh man it was one of the most intoxicating asshole smells that I've gotten and my dick started throbbing. I was now hooked and I was starting to lose fear of getting caught. I slowly pulled her shorts down and I carefully rocked her to get it below her hip and now her panty clad ass was now open to me.My heart was pounding with the excitement of getting caught and at the same time getting to smell more of her ass. I got up and took one more hit of the bong to get more high and heighten the.