“How in the world did you get one?” I asked. Not “What did you think of her?” or “You’re just as pretty as she is.” It was a practical q...estion, and guys are practical, even when we shouldn’t be.“Well ... actually ... I told my mother about it and she brought the magazine home for me to look at,” she said.Now Donna could have told me that little green men from Mars had just landed behind me and were about to zap me with a Buck Rogers ray gun and I would not have been more astonished. Her mother. "Hungry, slut?" You speak quietly, never stopping your motions against me. "Oh, yes, Sir," I whisper, licking my lips. Your hands leave my head, and I groan softly hearing the zipper of your pants. I arch my neck, attempting to tilt my head back further, to feel you as you release your cock. You take another step back, foiling me again, and chuckling. Then your hands are back on my head, holding it in place. Soft sounds of hunger come from me as you finally run your rigid cock along one cheek.. We saw each other started kissing wild sucking our tongues our saliva started mixing and flowing into each other’s mouth. I placed my hand on her pussy over her panty which is all wet and started folding her pussy. I turned her towards me placing her one leg on the seat and another leg on the dashboard of the car went close to her pussy smelled her over panty pulled her panty aside placed my nose in her pussy and smelled it hard. She placed her hands on my head started pressing my head into her. And I had seen Eric through a lot of good and bad as well. It was me that told him he was being an asshole when he was avoiding breaking up with Linda even though he knew he didn’t love her anymore and was on the verge of having an affair. But it was also me that he came to first when he got his first big assignment at the newspaper that he worked for. We were comfortable with each other. I guess that’s why I never thought of him as anything but a friend.We were supposed to go to Carrie and.