I then left a note in the kitchen saying that I was out probably until the evening, and then hid quietly in the spare bedroom until I heard her go int...o her room and start undressing.I waited a bit and then walked in to see her just in her slip.I again pretended surprise, and said that I didn't know that she was in and had thought that there was a burgular in the house. I thought that it make her more reluctant to come into my room, plus I enjoyed seeing her naughty parts. I also messed with her. Do it now."Rick pushed off his trainers and fumbled his jeans open. He shoved themdown his legs before pulling his shirt over his head. He stood blinkingin the light of the spotlights, his hands covering his groin, shameburning his face as he stood there clad only in the bra, panties,suspender belt and stockings."Mmm, she's so cute," the girl almost purred as she looked Rick up anddown. "She's perfect." Rick tried to squirm away."Oh no you don't," growled Rhona. "Stand still and put hands. He took my hand and placed it down on his cock and told me to get him hard again. It didn't take long for him to get hard again, which I was thankful for. He told me to strip, then he pushed me on the bed and turned me to my stomach, pulling me up by the hips so that I was on my knees. He entered in one swift trust, then stopped. He seemed to fill me. I groaned, knowing that I would have cum on the next thrust, I was so worked up. He waited. Being that he was taller than I am, he wrapped. I noticed that boys seem to check out girls a certain way. First, they looked at my shoes, probably imagining what my feet looked like. Then, they glanced at my smooth legs. They’d then work their way up to my well-defined thighs, and finally reach my butt. It drove them crazy how barely concealed it was, and I absolutely loved it. But I didn’t want the attention to go away. I began wearing short shorts to school daily, showing off my athletic body as much as possible. I love thighs. They are,.