It was a movie, as the color of the T.V quickly changed to a soft pink, with some changes every now and then. He then got the pleasure of watching her...undress, his heart raced as he watched her outline masturbate oh her bed.The annoying bell rang, and he was forced to stop his daydream, fix the huge boner in his pants, and walk to his last class of the day. He would easily endure an hour and a half of english to masturbate to her masturbating again.As he got home, he quickly thought of her. She never thought she was all that pretty but regardless, she felt elated, almost a little aroused too, and once she felt that something happened. Something big occurred as she lay there in her bed. She reached down, for whatever reason, and Shelly reached inside her pajama bottoms. She grew tense as her hand began feeling the soft furry bush within her underwear. Still, she kept on feeling the layers of her vagina. She grew more excited and tenser too as she felt her clitoris for the very. I wanted her to start the kissing but she was too shy to do it. Then I stepped up and kissed her but she did not cooperate. I broke the kiss and started to go saying if you don’t want to kiss me then why did you came. She stopped me and started kissing me aggressively which I liked. I kissed her for a long time which made her hard to breath. She also started to get hot. Then slowly I slid my hands in her dress to which she broke the kiss and said “NO”. I tried to convince her but she still said. As he approached the driver side door the driver rolled down the window. A feminine voice from within said something about "car trouble." He looked in and his heart skipped a beat. The driver was a beautiful young brunette in her early to mid twenties, her passenger a lovely blonde girl who probably couldn't legally drink yet. They were both dressed in the fashionably casual southwest look, short skirts and sleeveless tops. Bruce resisted the urge to call Scott right away. He would have to play.