It wasnt that she was a prude, or that she didnt want a relationship. She simply didnt know how to act around boys. She was shy and inexperienced, but...still felt the ordinary urges of a teenager. After hearing about her friends romantic lives, Gracie started looking online to explore. She found an entire world that her parents had hid from her. She learned about sex and the pleasure it brings, and she became more confident about her body. She shaved her pussy, wore make-up, and even bought a. While she was masturbating, she kept looking at me and my bare chest – and I would have paid a lot to know her thoughts at that moment. She seemed to eat my body in her fantasy. I accelerated again.While the first portion of the drive was quite simple and there was no real danger that someone could spot her and notice what was going on. Now we came closer and closer to the city center and I had to drive quite forward-looking to not end up on a red light. My driving had to become more and more. She shuffled off to the bathroom, her huge tummy forcing her tocounterbalance with a back arch that compounded her discomfort.Resignedly, I waited for what I knew would come next."... Mark." Her voice from behind the door sounded more than alittle defeated. That was killing me. I walked to the bathroomdoor and knocked softly. "Come in, Mark, I know you are waiting. I can't get up."I entered the bathroom, to find her struggling futilely on thefashionable low profile toilet seat, almost in. " What are you doing in here?" I thought you could use a hand." With what? What? No. I mean." he looks exasperated "listen I don't want to have sex right now"."Hey, B, that's ok we don't have to do that. But I can help in other ways. Remember?" she licked her lips in what she hoped was a tantalising fashion."I don't want a blow job either, I just..." What, B? Whatever you want I'll do it. I mean, that's what I'm here for. Literally, it's my only purpose. It's kind of a big deal to put myself on.