Her turned me around and held my body against the cold wall, as he once more began to bite at my nipples, while still stroking and teasing my swollen ...et cunt. He held my body tightly, I still slightly struggled to get free, so worried for no reason, we wouldn't be caught there.I moaned softly and pushed my hips against the rough stucco wall, letting myself enjoy the way my body was so sensually being treated right there, in that deserted parking lot where anyone could walk by and see us.I felt. His hand ends up cupping her, his fingers sliding under her skirt, against her bare skin. Her skin tingles under his touch. She shifts, wiggling in his grip. She wants to get away, yet somehow her motions are only succeeding in pushing her ass against the hand. Rob squeezes, pulling her skirt higher, exposing the curve of her bare ass.“I think I want to go,” Diana protests.“Is that right?” Rob says, sliding his fingers against her naked skin. “Where do you plan to go?”“Through there,” Diana. As we saw them disappear as they went away, he said. “Get Ready”. I kind of liked that feeling and we went in. Now readers, as I have told in the previous story, I have a slim, curvy, girlish physique which you find very rare in boys (but I am an exceptions obviously), and little pouches of small male breasts, my vital might be, 33-26-36, so I went inside to get dressed in the female clothes I had brought along as per his request. Now to some people, it might sound weird, and to others it might. I assured him we were not going to tell anyone. He got up and left.About 5 minutes later Dianne and Larry came over. She had hate in her eyes. She came in and called me a whore and slut. It was not something I had not called myself the last few days. Scott told her to come over and sit by him so they could figure out what to do. He put his arm around her and both of them looked really sad. Dianne put her hand on his leg and her head on his shoulder. He said something in her ear. She looked.