Amy had followed me into the kitchen and from behind me she asked; “You got faith enough to make a friendly wager on the game?”As I dropped ice cu...es into my empty glass I asked; “Seems unfair betting with us only down by ten.”She had the cutest giggle; “Okay; I’ll give you fourteen; means your actually winning.”As I finished pouring in the Seven-up I asked; “Okay, cocky little girl, what’s on the line?”When I turned for her answer she was standing so close, with a sly little grin, that I. I quickly peeled off my clothes as she did her own, and then she grabbed me and threw me onto my bed. By then my smallish penis was fully erect, and she straddled me ever so carefully. I admired her flawless body on top of me, and wrapped my hands around her sides, until I was touching the dimples right above her butt. She asked me if I had the condoms, and I told her they were in the drawer. She grabbed for them furiously, and slipped one over my dick. She gave me one last mesmerizing. Both hands gripped him firmly. My throat dry with angst, I mustered a logical sentence while I began to stroke him. “I let him finger me...and fuck me.” His cock felt as hard as a flashlight in my hands. I leaned closer to his crotch, opened my mouth and licked a bulging vein that protruded on his shaft. He tilted his head back in anticipation of more. After a good harmonica job on all sides, I tightly closed my lips around his mushroom head and repeatedly pulled it taught between my soft full. Now they seemed cute. In fact, she thought that the freckles helped make her look much younger. She knew that she could easily pass for her early twenties. Jennifer was often asked for id in bars to prove that she was old enough to drink.How times change she thought. When she was in her twenties, she would get furious when she was asked for age identification. Now she would display her driver's license with pride. Someday she thought she would try to pass herself off as a twenty-year-old to.