"Let's do it," she whispered as my hand slipped under her skirt. I gulped some beer, picked her up and trotted upstairs, never one to let an opportuni...ty slip by. I was out of my boots and britches in less time than it takes to write it. She was small and warm, and I had her squealing and bouncing on the bed before I remembered the Tories and the fact that she had saved me from being hanged. "I think you've grown," I told her as we rested after our second sweaty congress, one of her lush dugs. Besides some wafer thin pantyhose my legs were bare. I was about to move his hand when he pretended to yawn again. This time he used it as an excuse to move his hand up my leg. It felt so good that I had trouble staying still. Now that he realised I didnt mind it. He began moving his hand up and down my leg slowly and gently. My skin was so delicate after the shaving that it shivered every time he moved. Luckily, he didnt go any further up than my thigh otherwise he wouldve got a big surprise.. Without knowing more, they suspected well that the lovers were to meet from time to time.***On a rainy Tuesday, Fatima and her "boy-friend" didn’t have high school for the day. They had then improvised an appointment at the young man's grandparents, who had left the day before traveling. The opportunity was ideal to be alone.Lying on the couch with the television on, they began to kiss each other tenderly. As usual, the young teen couldn’t control his excitement and although remaining very. She said she couldn't wait and that they would be over a little later. I went in the house and told my wife they were going to come over this evening and that we may just have our first attempt at swinging and my wife was pretty excited about it. Later that evening the neighbors showed up and Gloria was wearing a tight white tank top with her nipples poking out and a black pair of skin tight shorts and my wife was wearing more of a short sundress with her big tits hanging out showing lots of.