I gave Becky her binoculars back, waited for her to put them away, then headed down the trail. We drove through the empty parking lot and past the mai...n gate. Past the “green” barn, the campsite and lake, the red and blue barns, and then we arrived back at the house. When we walked in Sarah was watching some tv. “Hey guys” she said. “You want to go see our hill now?” Becky asked. “sure” she said, turning off the tv.She grabbed a hoodie, and we walked out to my hummer. Luckily it started, did not. . that's all you had to say! She brought my dick and laid it gently on hers . . . then squeezed our cocks together, slowly stroking them in unison. I immediately felt I was going to cum everywhere, but was fighting the urge with all my might! Thank god . . . an interruption from the audience!!"Be gentle girl" said Uncle Colby, sitting, stroking his cock from the corner of the room. "That gay stud is ready to explode - why don't you let him find out more about your body first"? Let him. You’re getting very aroused. Meagan closed her eyes, threw back her head and started rocking back and forth. ‘Oh, my clit. Mmmm.’ ‘Are you close to an orgasm?’, I asked. ‘Oh, yes,’ she assured me. ‘It’s not time yet. You must hold the feeling until I tell you. Do you understand?’ She nodded yes, and continued to mount me. Tell me that you want me to fuck you. ‘Oh, please, Sir. I want you to fuck you.’ ‘Oh?’ I asked innocently? ‘Yes, please Sir,’ she pleading. ‘What do you want?’ ‘To fuck you,. When I looked again, Jordan was sitting there, properly dressed and still holding my hand. My heart was racing. I may have gotten into trouble for staring at Lisa Hartwell in school, but I had never imagined her undressing like that. Where had the thought about Jordan come from? Had I really accepted the fact that I wasn’t at home anymore and could think a little more freely? Did I really believe that I could think like that and get away with it? I had no answers, and I couldn’t ask Jordan. She.