She was so relaxed - so aroused - that when he asked her for "one little bitty touch" she said nothing. She let him do what he wanted, or at least wha... she thought he wanted - cop a feel of her tit - but he wanted more.Lying side-by-side, she was on her back. Her knees slightly spread, bent, and one knee rested on his thigh. His hand moved back and forth above her breasts and that's when she felt it. It was hot, hard and pressing against the back of her thigh. He was just as turned on as she. "Unless you are trying to tell me something... ?" My face got hot again.I decided I had to say something. I realized right then that I really liked Cindy. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth. It was suddenly very dry. My voice cracked and all that came out was a kind of squeak. My face got hotter and I coughed and cleared my throat. "I guess I am," I said. There! Her grin got bigger and I was afraid she was going to laugh at me. Instead, she shifted her books to her other arm and looped. "You like it huh? You little twink brat! I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk! Would you like that huh? Would you?" Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me please!" Call me sir!" Fuck me sir! Oh, please fuck me sir!"His cock lying so still inside me was driving me wild with frustration. A moan escaped my lips as he pulled slowly out, then he slammed back into me pulling me towards him by my hips. I'm not normally noisy during sex, but that night I couldn't help it, the pounding that huge dick. She was working his cock with her lips like it was an ice cream cone, licking and nibbling and driving him wild. It wasn't long before she was taking his whole cock into her mouth, stroking his shaft and teasing his balls while she tried to swallow his entire shaft. She worked him better than any girl ever had before, so much energy and focus on giving him an amazing blowjob, and fuck she was so sexy. Just as his balls were starting to tighten she eased off, half sitting up and pulling her hair.