Indian damsel Maya

Both started to confide in the other whenever they went out on dates - comparing notes and generally finding that their experiences weren’t great or that particularly fulfilling for either of them. Neither of them had really thought that the other had any interest in them sexually. That all changed when they had just turned 15. One afternoon after school. Jem had sought Fallon out on the way home from and noticed she had been crying. “What’s up Cookie?” he asked putting his arm gently indian around her shoulders, for once not really caring if anyone else saw or commented. ”Nothing,” she sniffed giving him a weak smile. “That does not sound like ‘nothing’ to me,” he replied taking her hand and walking alongside her. “Well, I just dumped Johnny at school, he was showing off in front of his mates and tried to feel up my pussy in front of them…so I slapped his face hard and told him to ‘piss off!’” Jem couldn’t help smiling, Fallon generally knew what she wanted and was not above taking care of herself when she had to. He felt sad for her as this seemed to be the latest in a line of boys that had tried to take liberties with her. “It’s not that bad” she continued “he’s just a jerk - it’s that, for some reason, all you guys have just one thing on your minds!” “Uhumm that’s probably true,” replied Jem, grinning at her. “But we aren’t all douchebags you know. Some of us do actually know how to show you ladies a good time!” She smiled again at that, her blue eyes blazing in the sunshine. Jem suddenly felt like he wanted to dive into them and never come out again. Fallon stopped dead, Jem nearly crashing into her and grabbed both his wrists, standing on tip toe to whisper in his ear “Well, do you reckon at you are ‘man-enough’ to show me a good time?” She giggled as Jem’s jaw dropped about six feet. “S…s…sure” he stammered trying to get his mind around what the girl who he had thought as ‘just like’ his sister was proposing to him. “Great…well that’s settled then” she said putting her arms around him and planting a kiss on his lips just as the late lamentable Johnny happened by with a bunch of his mates. There were several cat-calls from the boys but not from Johnny who was still sporting a bright red mark on his face where Fallon had slapped him earlier in the day. Hand in hand the teens wandered home together. “Jem can you get a blanket and something to drink? – I want to go up to the creek. We’ll be alone up there and the others won’t be home from school yet so we won’t be missed.” “No problem, let me meet you behind the house in five minutes” he said. Fallon ran indoors, found her Mom and kissed her lovingly on the cheek before dashing upstairs with her book bag. Alone in her room, she shimmied off her school pants and panties, her pussy already felt damp. She scratched at her trimmed blond pubic fuzz absent mindedly as she sorted through her drawer looking for her new bikini. She slipped into the two tiny triangles making up the bottom and pulled on a tiny white mini skirt to cover her modesty. She peeled off her t-shirt and threw it onto the pile of discarded clothing along with her sports bra. A white blouse, tied under her breasts left her midriff bare but hiked up her already perky breasts, the powder blue of her bikini top clearly visible beneath it – she kept her white ankle socks on and grabbed her walking shoes , they were going to have to Hardcore do some climbing. “See you later Mom,” she yelled as she ran down the stairs, “Where are you off to Hun?” her Mom called after her. “Up to the creek with Jem for a swim,” she replied. Behind their homes the grounds extended back for several acres, up into the foothills where the creek ran down from the hill. It was possible to hike all the way along the creek, climbing up into the wooded valley where there was a deep pool fed by a stream with a small sandy beach. Often Fallon and Jem would come up here on their own to talk without being overheard or just to get away from the other kids. Jem, meanwhile, had gone into his house and dug out a blanket, a large beach towel and a small cooler into which he put some soda cans from the fridge. Everything apart from the cooler he stuffed into his hiking pack. Upstairs, he amateur stripped and then pulled on his red speedos, they were a size too small for him really and his cock barely managed to fit into them but today he was sure neither he nor Fallon were going to mind that much. He reached for a t-shirt and pulled on his ankle socks and walking shoes. I froze, never having been exposed before, and not knowing what to do. Deb was still passed out on the floor in front of the chest, her legs spread to each side and cuffed to the rings in the floor. Denise was on her knees in her living room , dressed in black thong panties & see thru bra with short heeled slippers giving her Master Rocky head , Rocky was watching the four ladies on the other sofa . Who were currently french-kissing & necking , all of them were dressed in thong bikinis & short 3inch heels , all also were wearing their slut dog-collars with no leash . It was Saturday afternoon&Bill , Denise's cuckold hubby was at the golf course. That's where you both got the idea of shitting on me??? Said Carl, he didn't bother getting dressed either. “You know all about the Altar of Souls,” Sven said, his eyes narrowing. “Oooh, fuck… I’m always going to be yours, Mama…” I gasp as she pushes all the way inside me. My own little cock is hard. When he beached the jet-ski I jumped off indian and said, After a while, Jim rolled over, his hard cock slapping my cheek. Mark put a finger to his lips, “Shh,” and pulled my swimsuit down my legs. I climbed all over that frame before Ryan said, The wine was going to my head. Then I climb in after her. Her flesh milked my jizz out of amateur my balls. Pull her clothes off, squeeze her big fake tits until she squealed, and then shove their big fat cock in her unprotected pussy and fill it with cum.... She also had on a pink t-shirt, which hugged her curvaceous breasts nicely. Dad and Travis were running chains in from the pillars at the four corners of the room. He broke the kiss, his eyes wild with passion. The last man finished in my Mom and Tony grabbed her and stood her up. “He gets his dick hard and pees straight up into his bathtub.” Hardcore I couldn’t resist telling Angie about it.