My name is Julie what's your name? I stammered out Peter. Well Peter what were you and John going to do today. Well actually John was going to show me... his videos. Oh you must mean his porn, he has some really good stuff. Lets go upstairs and I'll put some on.Like a puppy I was up and moving. My cock was starting to peek out from the bottom of my shorts. We settled in on Johns bed to watch some porn. What do you like Peter ? Blow jobs I blurted out. Well lets see what he has in here. Soon enough. We managed two weeks at dad's cabin on the lake, while the grandparents cheerfully took care of Jason. The boat ran well and I got in some good fishing and a lot of constructive loafing. Hanna complained that I made her do all the work but that wasn't true. She was just griping for effect and enjoyed herself as much as I did. I chopped all the wood for the fires we enjoyed in the evenings and did the heavy cleaning, as well as all the work with the boat.She especially enjoyed teasing me with a. I knew she would punish me for my struggle. I dreaded where that would lead. I longed to get there with her. Suddenly, she gasped, and let go. I waited for the next strike. I longed for the next strike. I needed her to finish. I waited. I dared to look at her. She was still kneeling behind me. Her face was frozen in a look of abject horror and she was struggling to say something. She was staring at the patio door, and as I glanced that way, I barely saw the figure disappearing through the back. "Shhh Sarah, enjoy it." I told her.Sarah's hand was making its way down my chest, slowly reaching the rapidly growing bulge in my jeans. A look of excitement flashed through her eyes. Sarah slowly undid my belt and the button on my jeans, pulling them down along with my boxers, releasing my fully engorged cock. Sarah's fingers wrapped around the shaft and she slowly started to move her hand up and down."Oh my God Sarah. Keep going. You feel so good." I managed to get the words out.I felt like I.