But both were afraid to try. Bonnie was not like Amy. She was a lot more conservative, a lot more mature. Maybe the previous weekend had been a one-ti...e thing. Into their second beer, her arousal began to demand that she do something about it. She turned to him and placed her hand on his thigh, watching for his reaction. ‘So,’ she began, ‘we never did get to speak about last weekend.’ His cock twitched in his jeans. He swallowed. ‘Did you like it?’ he asked. Her hand crept up his thigh. Exactly what Iwanted was for Andy and Lucas to talk alone. Lucas picked up the ball andsaid, "Sure. Let's go to my room and you can tell me everything. I'm agood listener and you can tell me anything. If I can help with whateverit is I'll do my best. OK?" "Is that OK with you sweetie? Leave the braon and put your shirt on now and go with Lucas. I'll leave you guysalone. Just don't be scared to tell him what's up. I know he can helpyou."Andy:I put my shirt on and just left the bra on too because. .. I..." I couldn't speak as I felt his finger working inside me... oh god if only it was the real thing I thought... then he withdrew it."Did you like that princess" Oh god yes... yes Roy, why did you stop?" Not here sweetheart... not out in the open... someone might see us... would you like some more my love?" he asked"Oh yes... yes... please... I do love you Roy... I really do" And I love you princess... otherwise I wouldn't be doing this with you" he replied, smiling."When... when can we do. The tongue was gone, and I was turned over, onto my stomach. I felt a hand between my legs, fingers in my pussy. I savoured the sensations. I ached to be fucked, then I felt it, a cock, being rubbed on my labia, I knew my outer lips had parted, the head of the cock parted my inner lips, then a slight pressure, and it was inside me. I felt its thickness, as it stretched me. I pushed back, against it. The cock penetrated me, going deeper, filling me. I looked at the camera, and ran my tongue over.