Kelly grabbed his hand just before it reached her panties, quickly pulling it from under her skirt. "Come on, let's wait till later," she pleaded, hop...ng to resist his advances. If she was going to do it with him, she wanted it to be special and not in a car.Jim smiled as he reached to run his fingers through her hair. "I will. I'm sorry," he said looking to her pretty face, admiring how good her hair looked pulled back and tied with a dark blue ribbon. "The place we're going is awesome. The. Her hand slowly caressed her body as another gust of cool breeze swept through her bedroom. Her fingers slipping slowly into her white cotton panties, brushing over her trimmed patch of hair, finally finding her wet pussy lips. Her legs instinctively spreading apart, her knuckles fighting against the tight fabric for space as she slides her middle finger into her wet pussy. She gasps,while her other hand caresses her left breast, her nipple rolling between her fingers, eyes closed, deep in. " Did he make fun of me for it?" I asked."No no no, not at all. He thought it was a little weird, but I think he thought it was kind of hot too." She got quiet for a moment again. Then she said, "I'm sorry about the snap he sent... of me sucking him. I told him it might be going too far because you love me, but he sent it anyways."When she said it the video immediately popped into my head and I felt blood rushing to my dick."You... you shouldn't be sorry about that," I told her."Did you like. All it took was that single word, the distinctly Liverpudlian drawl in the way she pronounced wonderin’. I was just taking in that fact when her face came up from the critical appraisal of her own legs, those eyes fixing on me, huge and blue and captivating. She blinked twice, flawless brow furrowing when she pouted, ‘I was just wonderin’ if this skirt isn’t a bit too short. You’re a bloke — what do you think?’ Several impressions tumbled in my head, a tombola of thoughts, a lottery draw of.