Her mom had three kids and hers were huge something like F cups. The fear of turning into her mother had stopped her romantic life cold. Never a boy...friend or high school hookup for Bethany. No she was still a virgin and she wanted to stay that way till she could afford breast reduction surgery. She did not want some tit ogling guy to fall for her then break his heart when she got them reduced to a nice B cup. She thought she would be taken more serious in her chosen field of sport medicine. "Take off your clothes!" I said firmly but with no real emotion."Why?" He asked."Because you want to make this go away and if you do everything I tell you, when I tell you, you might get to hide this form on your mom." I said and then he pulled off his shirt.Chad had sandy blonde hair with blue eyes. He was thin but I could tell he had muscles like a wrestler. Then he pulled down his underwear and I got another look at his cock which still throbbed with each beat of his heart."Follow me." I. But it is him, and once again I remember. And so I lift it gently and enclose it between my lips. I can taste his dried seed upon it, salty and musky. And something else I realize, I taste me, delicate and sweet. This is the flavor of our lovemaking, and as I taste I remember again how it felt when we were dancing, so long and hard against me. He sighs quietly now, and I feel it swell a bit, beginning to straighten in my mouth. I hold my head motionless but I cannot help but purse. Comments about "taking the long way," "are we there yet?," "is this the right road," "is this an away game?," 'and "I have to stop and go potty" came out of the passenger and rear seats with increasing frequency the farther we got from the night's destination.Both girls quieted down, however, as I pulled into the parking area of a very exclusive section of the city. Both of them knew exactly where we were. It was a shoppers' paradise, a ten-square block area of downtown filled with boutiques.