The rain has made it difficult to slip them through their buttonholes, and I must force my trembling hands to still and concentrate. Unbuttoning one... button at a time, I press my lips to each patch of warm wet skin as it is exposed. I can feel your fingers in my wet hair, on my face, beneath my blouse, pulling the sticky, damp fabric aside to caress my stomach, my back. Finally peeling your shirt away, I find that your hands have freed me from my blouse as well, and the only thing between. ‘You’re so hot when you cum,’ he murmured, bending to kiss my mouth. Weakly, I responded, opening my mouth to his invading tongue. He tasted like pussy, but it was MY pussy, so I wasn’t about to complain. Besides, masturbating and licking my fingers for lubrication had long since taught me the taste of pussy, so I didn’t mind at all.However, there was a problem. Whilst he was fired up, tense and hard, I was limp and ready to fall asleep, so my kissing soon became lazy, lackadaisical.I had. After a few tears and a make up cuddle on her lap, we had agreed that aknock on the door would proceed her entering. Intense satisfaction insuch a hollow victory that only a teenage girl would know, a long wayfrom my old spreadsheets and world of numbers."Yes Mummy I'm decent," was my meek reply as She flounced in lookingall so gorgeous in her Athleisure wear and white trainers."I have a lovely surprise for you as a treat for your little girlishtantrum last night Jemma."Smiling, she passed me. In about a minute, we were both nude and exploring each other’s body. With me still sitting, Jill swung a leg over my thighs and straddled me with her arms around my neck. As I played with her tight little breasts, she reached down and guided me into her sopping cunt, sliding closer to my groin to get as much of me into her as possible. At slightly less than 7”, I’m not a huge guy, with my penis being only a little over an inch & 1/2 thick, but a guy uses what one has...Jill started hunching.