Her knee kept bumping my cock and every time it touched I wanted to lean against her and rub it until I came.She let out a little groan and said, "If ...only you were a little older." And then she groaned louder and her whole body stiffened. She put her arms around me, pulling my face into her breasts while she continued to grind against my stomach. "You're such a good boy," she kept saying. And then it was over.I never forgot that. As I grew older all I wanted to do was get back into that. There had been a few men working on a building site who yelled, "Heysexy!" and wolf-whistled. Another builder shouted "Hey we could do with amaid on site. You could dust my broom!"Did they really think I would come in and let them fuck me?There had been a few women who looked the other way disapprovingly. Icould only assume they did not like the length of my skirt and they werenot alone in that. I didn't either.Mostly though what I had heard was the clack clack of my heels on theempty. Sucking on her toes, and licking the bottom of her foot, I was turning on more. Britt like that, but I was fucking her good and hard. I moved her feet away and laid down on her, and thrusting hard strokes into her pussy. Britt held that pillow tight, as she tensed up. Omg she spoke repeatedly as she came, holding onto my body and the pillow so tight. One I saw her head lean back, and she embraced me cock, I was getting ready to shoot me load into her pussy. I held up as much, shoot a little. He hadn’t noticed that she was gone until the bowl was empty and an ice-cold beer was butted against his forearm. ‘Want more?’ ‘Maybe later. I don’t want to fall asleep.’ Velvet wrapped her arms around his neck with a smile. ‘Hmm.’ She raised a finger and he felt her fingertip tracing the line of his mouth. ‘Afraid that you’ll miss something?’ His mind reeled back to the story and he remembered the romantic tone and the love that he’d felt. ‘Yeah,’ He whispered, sucking the tip of her finger.