I took one and then the other in my mouth and sucked and licked at them. She removed my shirt and kissed my mouth as her hands ran over my chest. Her ...ingers found my nipples, which I have come to realize, are extremely sensitive, gently playing with each one. I removed her shorts and then her panties. My hands cupped her pussy, feeling the warmth and wetness. I knelt down kissing her tummy and moving down to her pussy. I could smell her, adding to the excitement. I gently kissed her slit and. "Jenny?" I asked."It's time for you to go to bed." She said in a voice thatsounded a million miles away.Crushed, I turned but as I was leaving she said, "What we did...What I did was wrong. Please don't tell anybody."It was then, mostly by the sound of her voice that I realized shehad been crying and that she was scared."Never, ever." I said in the most definitive voice I couldmuster.I took two more steps and said, "Ever" yet again as I headed upthe stairs to bed.***Life had returned to normal. I saw her little clitoris and wondered if it would pop up like Martha’s and Mary Ellen’s.“I like this Joe Don, but we better hurry and get my clothes down. They’ll be back soon and we’ll be caught.”“I’d love for Mary Ellen and Shirley to catch me with my face between your legs. I’d even put my mouth on your hairy pussy, if I knew they’d catch us.”“No you wouldn’t ... I mean - FUCK - would you really?”“I want to right now - I want to lick your pussy. Then I’d love to raise your legs as high as I. During the flight, Martin told me about a few girls from his art class that he’d been out with recently, and that didn’t help matters. In the past we’d always fantasised about girls, usually whilst masturbating in Martin’s bedroom. Martin’s recollections and my persistent thoughts of his younger sister only served to remind me that I was on a crowded flight with no easy way to relieve my sexual tension.‘When we go back to uni in September,’ Martin was telling me, ‘both Hannah and Sally have.