It was that giddy breathless feeling in my chest again and my fingertips felt hot where they touched his palm."Let's go to the drive-in tonight," he s...id. "Nat'll let me take the truck." No!" The answer had come from my mouth even before I'd thought about it.Jason gave an easy laugh. "Aw come on. You're not afraid of me, are you?" I'm not afraid," I said. But I was. Just the thought of being crammed next to Jason in the pick-up made me panicky. I imagined him holding me down and rubbing his. ..Me" What about the cream? "Jennifer " same thing. It's literally regrowing your cells. Just much faster, and all of them not just the ones damaged at the time. You could say you had a brand new pussy when you got here tonight. "Me " do I need more now? "Jennifer " I heard you in there, you don't need that again right now. "I sat there contemplating the ramifications, I was already in this. Blue drinks or no I was enjoying myself. So I got cleaned up. I did need Jennifer's help, they had this. You felt it too because I heard her moan. ‘You’re so hard,’ you said, sounding pleased. A moan escaped from my throat and I pressed my mouth back to yours. I moved my right hand up to your breast.. Through your T-shirt and bra I found your nipple, hard and thick. I pinched it lightly, then a little harder as I gave it a tug. You moaned louder this time and snaked her tongue deeper into my mouth. I grabbed one handful after another of your breast, pushing it up and trying in vain to fit it all. I think before long, you'll be wet enough that I'll be able to see through them. You are one wet cunted little bitch, Connie. Did anyone ever tell you that?" Yes, as a matter of fact, my daughter did just yesterday. She didn't use those exact words, but she said the same thing. My pussy soaked the back of my skirt on the ride home, and she pointed it out to me and my twelve-year-old son. I made some lame excuse about having sat on an ice cube, but they saw right through that. They knew that.