.needless to say. She put her hand on his knee, and began to slide her hand closer to his package. He could feel his cock growing in his pants. Umm.....Melissa, how old are you? He asked. “I'm 17... (long pause) and ½” she replied, panting. He pushed her hand away and gave her a disapproving look. “Do you realize I could be thrown in jail for what I’m thinking about doing to you right now?”, he asked. “I wouldn’t tell anyone” she snapped back. He slapped her on her ass and told her to remind. He had already made up his mind that he wasn't going to call her. The more he had a chance to think about the way she had picked to bring the whole dating subject up, when they were in a crowd of people, and where he couldn't really speak freely, the more upset he got about the whole thing.If she had told Dennis no, after she got asked out, she would never have mentioned it like that. He wasn't stupid. He might be new to girls and to relationships, but he knew something about the way people. Every Friday night my dad would go bowling, and every Friday night from the time I was thirteen I would sneak off somewhere, so that we could make out. But once I turned 18, everything changed. One Friday we were coming back from my Uncle Dale’s house, and my parents had put a mattress in the back of their pickup to sl**p on while we were at Dale’s. The mattress fit in the truckbed perfectly. And fortunately for me, they left it in the truck when we all went to the bowling alley. I was nervous. Hearing from the talks you had with them from here, she does sound a bit agitated....so I'm gonna help her getting comfy as quick as possible".The moment i put the lotion on her cock, she got hard almost immediately. Her thick throbbing gun is hot and i can see her male need waiting to jump on the next prey on her eyes.I told her, its time for her pleasure to be fulfilled. SO i called the couple in the room. Get them introduced with Salmah and let them be comfortable.They walked in, saw Salmah.