The problem was that Cheryl was kind of mean about it. When they would be alone together, Cheryl started teasing Jimmy. She began wearing shorter sk...rts, lacy panties, see through blouses and tiny bra’s that barely covered her nipples. She would often pull him into a corner in a restaurant, or club. She would put his hand on her breast, then push it into her shirt, then into her bra. She would undo her blouse and bra and show him her perfect tits. Let him rub them, pinch the nipples, even. Unfortunately, she was wearing slacks and so I was denied my customary sneak at inner thighs and panties. What I did get was some awesome views down her blouse and I saw she wasn’t wearing a bra. For the sixties, she was ahead of her time. I imagine my peeking was something of an expected, familiar reaction from a red-blooded male because she suddenly asked, "Do you like them?"I blushed but managed to utter, "Hell yeah,” and added, "I wasn't ogling, I was admiring." She grinned and then. She wrestled at my jeans, pulling them open, eagerly ripping through them to get to my already rock hard cock. I lost track of where I was, as we continued licking and sucking eachother. It seemed to last forever, as if the two of us had become entwined. She became more and more shaky, as orgasms came and went. Her sucking became more and more intense each time she was about to cum, and I could again feel the warm ejaculate running down my chin. Just as I had remembered it. She moved from me.. She bit my hand, Cumming so hard. Her muffled moaning and pelvic thrusts were enough to make the neighbors look out there windows. Her juices running down her leg onto the seat of my car. "Holy fuck!" she was panting and gasping for air, "That was worth it. I haven't been fucked that good in a long time!" Can I ask you for a favor?” I asked with a shaky voice, “Could I titty fuck you and cum on your tits?"I was ready to cum from the moment this started and I couldn’t hold it any longer"Have you.