My hips drew back and slammed forward, thrusting my cock into her hot depths. Her flesh clung to me as I pounded her. She groaned and gasped, shiverin... atop me. The wall creaked as I pounded her. Our flesh slapped together, our breasts rubbing, nipples kissing. Her skin was so hot, so silky.Her face constricted with pleasure while her pussy clenched on my dick. The friction burned so hot along my shaft. My cunt dripped juices down my thighs as the pressure built and built within me. The more. Most of the time we wound up in the back seat of his car, my skirt and his pants off, fucking and fucking. We loved to be screwing in the car like oversexed teenagers, and I loved having his erect penis sliding in and out of my wet twat, balls slapping heavily against my ass and then the feel of his copious semen ejaculating in and running out of my hole. Occasionally, we would want to do something different, so instead of fucking in the car (he normally parked the car to the back of the. Sizemore had mentioned that teens, perhaps more than at any other time in their life, needed the comfort and security of loving relationships. But how, she questioned, could she have loved Kyle any more? What more could I have given him, she asked herself?She pushed the obvious solution back into her subconscious and sought other answers, but when none presented themselves, she found herself letting the idea nibble at her consciousness until she could no longer ignore it.Was the reason Kyle was. I decided that I wanted to try my hand at sucking a cock, so I slowly kissed all they way down his body until I reached that enormous cock, staring at me, begging to be sucked, so I did. It really did taste nice, especially as it was dripping pre-cum, I raised my head up and down on his shaft, while he moaned for more. I re-positioned myself so I could give my cock to his mouth too, we sucked each other off for a good while, I had to make sure his cock was wet for what will happen next... Was I.