And I knew I’d probably never get the chance to touch those titties, much less anything else of her’s, but that didn’t stop me from getting a boner every time she shoved those firm tits against me, or stop me from jacking off every night thinking about her nice tits while fantasizing about fucking her. I did know some things about sex. I had found my dads porn collection the year before and had been watching it every chance I got. I jacked off so many times thinking about fondling and fucking Clare that after a while, I knew I would fuck her if I got the chance. And it didn’t help the way she pushed up against me. It felt like she wanted me to touch her. So I started thinking about how to approach her without being to obvious. I didn’t do anything about it until one day I stopped by to see if Charlie was home. Clare came running out and threw herself at me, crushing those nice tits against my chest. When she stepped back she said,”What are you up to?” “I was looking for Charlie,”I said,”Is he home?” “No.” She responded,”He went with mom and dad over to uncle Axel’s house.” “Really?” I replied, a indian thought sparking in my mind,”When will they be home?” “They said they’d be home in a couple of hours.”She replied. “Cool.” I said, following her into the house. We sat on the couch and talked for a bit. As we talked I put my hand on her knee. She didn’t seem to notice, so I started to rub it up and down her leg. The sandpaper feeling indian was gone, the burning being replaced by the heat of lust…I could not stop myself…everything being accentuated by the taboo of my act, and by being so close to being caught. He saw her stand and take off her glasses before cleaning them. I can’t remember a thing about it.” “You enjoyed it.” I said and left her to get up. I couldn’t believe it, I was getting a foot job and a blow job at the same time by two different beautiful women. “Say what? Turning I looked straight into the serene smiling face of Julie, "oh I am sorry I didn't realise you were in the middle of cooking but I won't be a moment. I’m proud of you for that. I am carnality and sensuality, sin and debauchery. "But I actually LOVE you though" Jason confessed. She lent back and felt around for the plug, this position forced more of his hard cock into her body. He moved forward again, easing into her tight wetness. “Well...” I hesitated.