The cuteness and sexiness that surrounded him made my knees go weak and I couldn’t rip my eyes away from him, I was in a trance when suddenly a shar... pain jolted through my side. “He’s cute, but they’re about to come on, stop ogling!” Amber mocked me. She was right, this could wait, I turned round and began to enjoy the music, dancing away the night. Half way through the set I felt a hot stream of air hit the base of my neck making a moan escape my lips, shit. Even brushing past my neck turned. God, it felt delicious, hmmm, very, very nice. For a moment, I wondered if he would let me cum, but before I could say or do anything to encourage him, he asked me again, "Please Steph, put it in your mouth . . . just suck it a little, please babygirl." I did what he wanted. My mouth adored his cockhead, and after licking and sucking it only a few times, he leaked sweet sticky pre-cum into my mouth. I moved my head up and down on his cock, listening to his subdued moans, but still apprehensive. Her muscles rippled under the fabric of her short red dress. Her eyes were bright and blue. Her hair was pulled back into a loose braid and was the color of wheat. Her skin, dark from time in the sun, was relatively free of wrinkles. I felt myself dampen at the sight of her. I was momentarily distracted by the bounce of her voluptuous 36 c breasts. I could tell from the movement that she had chosen not to wear a bra. I began to wonder how Paul had never picked up on the rather obvious hint that. I asked if the same thing happened to Suzy, and she said yes, but she let him feel her up a bit. She went on, “Afterwards we walked over to McDonalds and had a soda and then he walked me home. It was sort of awkward when we stopped in front of the house and we kissed. As we kissed, he put his hand back on my boob and I let him give me a little feel. I had a good time but didn’t enjoy fighting him off. I asked, “Why did you let him cop a feel?” Julie blushed and said, “I thought it would be.