This particular summer I was around 14 years old when I went to visit my cousin. My cousin and I went to a party and I got really drunk. When we got b...ck home I went straight to bed, that my cousin and I shared when I would visit. I managed to get out of clothes and put on a t-shirt and squeezed into some old track shorts that were really getting to small for me but that’s all I found at the time. Well it was around two in the morning when I felt someone touching my butt. I paid no mind since. Buffy fought to keep control of the vehicle and finally they spun out and the car stopped on a grassy area just off the road.Panting, Buffy was shuddering from the adrenaline of her near orgasm and near death experience. Looking down, she saw the dildo still stuck inside her and, chuckling to herself, she pulled it out and winced as she did. Looking into the back seat over her shoulder to make sure Dawn and the hitchhiker were okay. She was shocked to see Dawn's head bobbing up and down in. She was looking damn cute and she was like an angel to me .I got fresh and made coffee for myself and for her. I woke her and when she opened her eyes she covered herself and I sat in sofa and told her that her coffee was on the table beside her. She had coffee and I too had. I was just relaxing and myself doing massage on my shoulder and I closed my eyes.After few mins I felt some hands was coming towards my shoulders and hand was too soft like cotton and I didn’t mind and she gave me good. Sensation. Then there is the sheet. The sheet. He is not quite so careful with it as the rules require him to be.The sheet is how he makes his proposal. It could be an innocent mistake, easily corrected. It is not. Although he is anxious, his hands have read her body. They are expert. They know. Her body answers them.The subtle placement of the sheet makes her smile. He cannot see her face. His hands must interpret. She is female. She is prone. She is passive. All she wants to know is his.