Mark moaned. ‘I want you, Mark. I want to feel you inside me.’ I whispered desperately. His muscles tensed even more and he pushed the toy faster ...and harder inside me. I wanted this guy, so badly. His moves never stopped, they got even more intense, pushing me further and further. With a whimper I turned my body towards him, lifting a leg over his waist and pressing myself closer to his hard dick. We were now facing each other, looking into each others eyes and he didn’t stop fucking me with. His right hand moved back to her legs and was feeling her mound through her knickers,she was moving her bum around and I was unsure as to it being pleasure or to stop him going further. I could see that his hand had breached her knickers and must have been on her mound stroking it. He got on his knees and with both hands one either side he lowered her knickers and she worked them down till she had them completely off,her mound was covered with hair more than I expected from such a young lass. I pull your sweater and bra up and you raise your arms and I totally remove it. I lean forward and you cup your breasts and offer me your rock hard nipples. I kiss and suck each one alternating between the two. You’re moaning ‘Oh God that feels so good, my pussy is in meltdown’ We pull the down comforter on the bed down to expose some very lush Egyptian cotton sheets. We continue to disrobe and as I get down to my briefs you drop to your knees and bury your face in my crotch and seductively. Sometimes I resent that. I have to keep reminding myself that a half hour of kitchen clean-up once a day beats the hell out of four hours of yard work in the hot sun all summer long, not to mention any other odd jobs dad might come up with like cleaning out the garage or raking leaves in the fall. I know it comes out pretty even if you total it all up. But I still feel like a second class citizen when the guys get up and leave the mess for us females after supper.I didn’t have much to complain.