Her heart pounding, Linda slipped away as quietly as possible and returned to her house.

Linda locked herself in her room. She could think of nothing else except the scene she'd witnessed in the Dawsons' back yard. Her mind was filled with images of Frank and Marcia sucking and fucking. The memory of it overwhelmed her senses.

She groaned as she remembered the way Frank had looked pumping his hard cock between Marcia's legs. She imagined what his cock would feel like pumping her own cunt. She could almost feel the pleasure of having his cock stretch her pussy.

Slipping a hand between her legs, she cupped her hot cunt and imagined Frank's fat cock head rubbing between her swollen cunt lips. Would a man his age be interested in fucking a young girl? She thought of his thick cock stretching her tender pussy hole.

Moving her legs wide apart, she tossed her head back and massaged her clit. Her cunt was sopping wet again. Her pussy was hot and gooey.

Standing in front of a full-length mirror, she quickly stripped her clothes off. She played with her tits. They weren't as big as Marcia's but they were big enough. Her pink nipples stood out and looked juicy, like two ripe strawberries.

Rolling her nipples between her fingers, she teased them until they were hard. Her blue eyes glittered as she studied her naked body. She liked her body. She liked her large tits. She liked her smooth white thighs and shapely legs. What she liked bet of all was the neat blonde triangle of crotch hair that covered her pussy. She pulled her cunt mound up with her fingers until she could see her pink cunt lips. Her pussy was wet, and her fingers were soon cased with her warm cunt juice. She rubbed some of the juice over her hard, swollen nipples.