I bet he loved having a young teen girl resting naked on top of him. His strong hands gripped my ass and squeezed my cheeks. It made me moan loudly. I...wiggled and arched my back to grind my hips into him. My head pulled back and his mouth found my tits. Sucking my tits into his mouth, sent bolts of pleasure down into my pussy. I could feel his cock growing hard under me and I started to hump on it. It felt like a hot log sliding between my legs. Poking at my pussy, it found the entrance and the. I could have pushed her away, but the situation was so surreal that the thought didn’t even cross my mind, and then her hand was pressing down on my heated slit and all the aroused feelings from earlier were back. It took all I had to not moan or gasp, but she sensed my inner turmoil despite that. A grin tugged up the corner of her mouth, and she started to squeeze rhythmically, her eyes boring into mine and reading every tiny twitch. Somehow, it turned into a battle of wills. She plainly and. Heck, we were both young, still in college, and well, sometime things happened. Susan had told me she was pregnant. Neither of us wanted an abortion, so we got married and Samantha popped out a few months later.I remembered talking to a few of my fraternity brothers; some had been all for it, they’d said marrying Susan wasn’t just the right thing to do, it was the right thing because we really loved each other. Sure, there were a few nay sayers; they said things like, “She was just another. ”“Sure you don’t want me to sit here with you on my lap, in a room full of people, rubbing your pussy?”Tina opened an eye and looked up at me, smiling she closed it again, “Mmm.”“Who would be worst to talk to us? My mum and dad, yours, our mums together or our dads, how about Sam?” Each time I suggested someone she squirmed a little.“What about one of the guys from the house?”“Mmm.”“Diane?”“Mmm, show her what she missed.”That was veiled; I made a note to dig into that one another time. I slid.