She crossed her arms and looked pretty intimidating in the photo. No smile.Inside her place, it was a simple apartment, two bedrooms. Open kitchen, TV..., stereo receiver, the usual. Some workout and yoga gear in a corner. She offered me a glass of wine, a nice Oregon pinot noir, and we sat companionably on the couch. It was only a few minutes into this that she leaned over and kissed me. It was a nice kiss. Soft. It went on for quite a while, and I returned it enthusiastically. She leaned back. She didn‘t resist. We lay on the bed that she had seen me fucking her mother. I French kissed her and she kissed me as our hands were busy exploring each other’s naked body. I moved down to suck her tiny 34 B tits. I kissed lower over he flat belly as she spread her legs as my tongue approached her valley of love. Her pubic mound was nicely trimmed. As I licked between her pussy lips, I tasted the sweetest pussy love jucie and inhaled the fresh scented aroma of an aroused young female. “Oh yes,. Roy cupped Sams flushed face with both hands and brought her lips to meet his, a gentle lingering kiss … the kind you have just before drifting off to sleep. Roy pulled her up onto his lap and cuddled her on his shoulder for a few precious moments… both simply drinking in the atmosphere and company. They shook the pine needles and ants out of their stuff and got dressed, stopping for a moment to enjoy the view back down the creek valley they had hiked up earlier. Roy hoisted the pack onto his. That turned into a contest where the boyswould pair off and at a signal would simultaneously dunk a hand and faceeach other until one would give up. Two new boys would then step up andrepeat the process until the field was cut in half. The winners, eachwith at least one good hand, would go against each other and again thereduce the field. Eventually one boy would emerge "king of the ice".That's what they did until some of the girls began wanting to try. Assoon as the girls got involved, the.