From this angle–and thanks to the back porch light that was steadily shining through the cotton sheet tent wall on the far side, making the whole inside of the tent glow like a giant open-ended lantern against the dark sky outside–it was easy for us boys to see each girl’s pussy, and to see just how differently their two pussies looked from one another. Milf sex And believe it or not, it was that innocent. As soon as I was standing in the grass on the outside of my bedroom window and had closed the window behind me, Davy took off, walking down the street towards Sharon’s house at a very brisk pace. Oh, yeah. As Davy and I continued our peeping Tom activities, it didn’t take long at all for my penis to become fully-erect. But it was hiked up around her waist, with her bare slender hips and tight butt-cheeks hanging out, because she wasn’t wearing any panties. But of course, it did manage to pique my interest enough to make me quickly get dressed, and climb
