Every year I was longing for this time with him. When I was 16 I already had reached my full height of 5’6”, while Dave was still in his growing ...pains. Pool time in their yard was one of my favorite summer past times and every year I bought a new bikini. Over the years my bikini fashion changed and became more daring. That summer I realized that he would look at me with an unknown sparkle in his eyes when we hung out at the pool. I found that extremely enjoyable. Over all those years, Dave. Misha found Tracy uncomplicated and refreshing, straightforward and fun, but she wasn’t Suzanne. As he lay there, the woman in his arms sleeping, the afternoon sun lighting up the small bedroom in her apartment, he thought about Suzanne and Tracy, comparing them, wondering why he still missed the woman who had broke his heart, why he still yearned for that someone who had caused him so much heartbreak and worry, even whilst he lay with this lovely person in his arms. Was he a masochist for. Amy told Mercedes to get ready because her turn was coming next. Then Amy told Mercedes to lean over and suck on my breasts. Mercedes didn't even hesitate. She didn't attack my breasts like men often do, she was gentle, soft, sensual and erotic. She would lick one nipple and then look me in the eyes to see my reaction. Amy kept licking me while Mercedes was moaning and I was damn near crying I was feeling so good. I damn near forgot that I have a boyfriend back home in Brooklyn. Hell. He had jet black hair, very tall, muscular, a goatee, ice blue eyes, and light skin. He looked me in the eyes and I almost came in my panties. Then people started pairing off and walking away or into corner and sitting down, while two chairs were brought over for the man and woman. He sat next to me and she sat next to him. She was in a white teddy and white thong, she had long brown curly hair, pouty lips, a round ass, average tits, probably a B, and dark eyes. The man leaned over and looked.