Louise looked down, and saw Bonnie’s pussy up close for the first time. She had neatly trimmed light brown pussy hair, and small, tight lips. A thic...k bead of lubrication glistened in the cleft between the partially opened labia. Louise bent and kissed Bonnie’s pussy searchingly, running her tongue smoothly up and down the wet, fragrant chasm, drinking in the sweet musky essence of young womanhood. ‘She’s sweet isn’t she?’ Jeremy asked. ‘Oh yes, yes she is,’ Louise gushed. They went on like that. He has a smaller frame, and just a tiny bit of chub, just enough to not be bony. This is just a set up for the rest of the story, which starts here.Chapter 1:It was August, 2002. George was living with us at the time, and I was sitting in the basement with him. He had had a few drinks, and we were just talking and conversing about life and such. During which, I just kept thinking about how PERFECT he was for me in every way. We both had a passion for music, thought the same about a million. .oh…oh..aaah.” Kissed her neck from behind, almost had a love bite on her shoulder and with every squeeze of her boobs and kneading of her nipples she was almost reaching her first climax.While her hand was still behind my head over the shoulders and i continued to press and knead the boobs and nipple with one hand, other hand i directed to her pussy which was dripping wet and the satin panty was not able to soak the wetness. I started rubbing the out walls of her pussy with her panty on and. I took her lovely face in my two hands and pulled close to me. I looked into her beautiful eyes waiting for one last confirmation. In complete silence, I could feel her hot breath on my lips, with her eyes half closed, ‘Kiss me,’ she said in a husky voice.That was one passionate kiss. It started with a gentle brushing of lips and slowly turned into a deep wet kiss. With my left arm still around her supporting her back, I slowly moved my hand to her shoulders, I slowly glided my hands till her.