She closed her eyes once more as her fingers combed indolently through his hair."Stop it Adam! Please!" she moaned.Adam pulled back and looked on to a...dmire his handiwork. The evidence was all there, an almost circular, damp patch which surrounded her extended nipple. He reached out to thumb it lightly back and forth before returning his attentions, this time to her left nipple.Again she moaned and again her hand curled around the back of his neck but this time there were no protestations about. Time flew as I progressed.After we took a breather, CeCe stopped and said, “You did better than I thought you would. How are you feeling, big boy?”“I have enough for another run, if that’s okay?”“Follow me.”She took off and I followed her as her hips rhythmically swayed from side to side. Her ski edges made a cutting sound with each turn. Even though I tried to match her movements, my turns lacked her practiced crispness; it was all I could do to just stay on my feet as we wove our way between. I tried to find w and mil, but could not I carry on looking, less and less people were here, I realised now both sides of families were here so some people who I have never seen. I saw that the other family had many pervs eyeing up our women.I did not mind it turned me on knowing hot and mil was looking. I found them and told them we need to go, both had been changing dress and so became late, w was wearing white which looked good with her dark skin, mil was wearing a see through light blue. I wondered how many of the girls were thinking the same as me and crossing Morris off our potential boyfriend lists. I mean it must have been obvious to everyone that he wasn’t doing anything for me. Because of The Program, I’ve seen fucking before. I’ve seen boys successfully bring a girl to orgasm any number of times. So has Morris. That made me wonder why he hasn’t figured out how to do it? Why wasn’t he even trying to do it? Or did he think that his simplistic rutting in and out of me was.