She remarked. "Thank you Holly! Well what do we have going on over there." She said as she looked at the video. I could feel my face turn ruby red as ...my cock followed suit. "Unfortunetley we can't fuck but i for one am a huge fan of mutual masturbation, so if you don't mind I am going to remove these annoying pants. Mind giving me a hand."I couldn't get them down fast enough. Oh yes she was ready her pussy emanated lust. Hertongue was in my mouth before I could say a thing and her hands were. But what had aroused my teenage interest was what was put out on her washing line on laundry days; no lines of beige and cotton! Silks and satins in shades of blacks, red and pink adorned her line, and my young cock always twitched when observing the fluttering delicates and my mind wandered as to how they would feel against my young skin! And it wasn't long before I found out...One day, my grandma was helping host the local church jumble sale, which gave me several hours in her house alone. I. Her mouth opened and she started to moan more loudly, thrusting herself against our hands. Allison's thumb materialized along the other side and we began to massage the small bud between our two digits. Shannon's volume went up appreciably and she began to chant, "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God." over and over again. Then Allison pressed two of her small fingers into Shannon's entrance and it was all over. Shannon squealed loudly and went into mild convulsions, not like a seizure, but definitely more. Anita had shed her shoes and her foot was teasing me and my cock had become uncomfortable in its tight confine.I rose off my seat and pulled it closer to the table hiding my growing erection.Anita smiling at my embarrassment leaned closer to me and whispered, "Am I troubling you sir?"I chuckled, "Not as much as I'm going to trouble you when we get out of here." Do you think that I could get you to cum for me?" she asked as her toes tweaked my prick. Anita had become more open, more carefree.