The wetness he encountered at the top of her thighs emboldened him to open his zip and encourage reciprocation. This resulted in an unfortunately pr...emature conclusion and a stain on Mandy's skirt she had to conceal as best she could on her return home. Harry apologised, asked Mandy to take it as a compliment to her allure, and the embarrassment passed. But the experiment wasn't repeated. Several frustrated weeks passed before an opportunity presented itself: Harry's parents went away for. I rubbed my fingers through her virgin hair then down to her sweet spot which I could feel was already nice and wet. I parted her pussy lips to wet my finger and played with her clitoris. She was moaning now and her eyes kept closed, she was in heaven from the first man to touch her.I was rubbing her clitoris slowly while she was rubbing my penis up and down. As I went faster she was rubbing me faster and faster.We were both in heaven, she was getting loader and loader in her moans. Oooooh. As she fumbled inside the steel cupboard in her bedroom, I walked up to her stood behind her and snuggled both my hands below her armpits and cupped both her boobs as she kept protesting saying please don’t.Paying no heed to her, I already had them cupped and was at it pressing her boob trying to find her nipple each boob like popping up wards straining to come out of her low cut fitting blouse, reminding me of Manda and her mother Sheila who had a voluptuous size boobs which never fitted in. Hoping I was at the correct address, I checked the message for the third time. I looked back at my watch and stared at the second hand as it ticked closer and closer to the hour. Just as the final second ticked off, I hear a click at the door as if a bolt lock had been removed. I put my hand on the knob and turn it slowly. "Mistress," I said out loud. But not too loudly, as the word was unfamiliar in my mouth. No answer from the other side. I turned the knob all the way around and the door.