His hands moved from my tits down the side and back onto my bum.About ten seconds later his left hand stayed on my bum as his right hand came round th...e front and felt my breast again. I was standing with my hands on the worktops breathing rapidly and feeling incredibly turned on. Minutes later his hand slid from my breast and back to rubbing my bum, then I felt my skirt being pulled up.With my skirt around my waist his hands were on my bum through my knickers as I stood astride. Then he rubbed. Her name was Lilly and we made love for the first time on campus in the botanical gardens. We were in a green house for tropical plants and it was all hot and steamy in there. The heat was unbearable but we needed the data. We gradually started taking our clothes off piece by piece and before we knew it we were in nothing but our underwear.I could see the sweat glistening off the curves of her perfect body, her scent blending seamlessly with the delicate aroma of the flowers all around us. It. Well, threefold, in fact. First, Julie, we've talked about her. Second, Stephanie. Most of the same rules applied, that is, we needed to let her decide her pace, but the big difference between her and Julie is that Stephanie wasn't our daughter. Not only that, but she was no longer a little girl. True, they weren't 18 years old yet and thus legally adults, but they were 17, a pretty mature 17 if I was any judge, so the difference was not significant, in my view. Yes, we still had. But it was okay, once in a while, to go a bit wild, wasn't it? And it hadn't been her idea; she hadn't even wanted to go and had pulled a revolted face at the first suggestion. It was only because it was a birthday party...nobody likes a spoilsport. Don't be boring!Such thoughts are gone. Thought in general is difficult under the pounding, relentless dance beat, but never mind that! Here in front of her is this utterly brazen, utterly naked masculine specimen. First the tricorn hat, then the.