I was with Ginger, kissing her mouth, feeling her tongue dance with my tongue, my hands touching her soft freckled skin, so soft and silky, different than the other girls. I think I could tell them apart just by touching their skin.

I rolled onto my back as Ginger pushed me down and covered me with her body. I could feel Ginger's large boobs pressing firmly against my own, our nipples poking into each other's soft flesh. My arms went around her back and my hands felt the delicate skin that covered her from shoulders to hips. I traced her spine, her ribs moving down to her ass. Her ass...