You're the only person I know who can't wait toget home to get into a bra. Well, that makes me feel really good, Mother. You don't need to tell mehow ...ther girls feel about wearing bras. Maybe if they purchased thecorrect size bra, they wouldn't want to remove it at the end of the day. Oh, so you're the bra purchasing expert, are you? Mother was in a reallygood mood today. Maybe I should get you to help me with my fitting nexttime, Mother suggested. This was getting a little bit embarrassing.. At first I was like "great, a female probably showed up and needs help with her car changing a wiper blade or something." (I know kinda sexist) that was until he walked out of the car, carrying a box into the store, probably a return but I didn't care he was gorgeous. He was 18 he had dirty blonde hair in a small man bun blue eyes and he was about 6 ft tall and 150 pounds. He was wearing a pair of grey loose gym shorts and a blue tshirt. He came in the store telling me that he had ordered the. She was amazed to see me and asked me if I knew what time it was. Glancing at my watch, I responded that it was close to 1 a.m. with a sly smile on my face. Ginger smiled back at me, blew me a kiss, and told me I was crazy at the same time. As most young couples do, we professed our feelings for each other. We spoke a little while longer about what we had done that day in school. Soon, she signaled for me to wait a moment, ducked her head back in the window and shut it. I waited patiently, the. My ass was clenched so tight you couldn’t get a toothpick in between my cheeks. My pleasure was rising with every movement of her tongue and hips and I felt the bliss start in my toes as it worked its way to my dick. We were both grunting into each other’s mouths, so I just held my dick steady, all the way inside her cunt and luxuriated in her continuing erotic movements. I could only move it enough to think I was in control of my body. I wasn’t.The pressure in my nuts, as they pulled up close.