"Because what?" he asked softly."Because ... b-because," she whispered and then looked up, "I love you." She looked down again quickly. "And I can't b...ar the thought of losing you."His hand had tightened convulsively on hers and she raised her eyes again. She had never seen him look so happy. Everything about him radiated joy."Oh, Tig ... my precious little Tig ... I love you too ... have done for months." He gazed at her. He had to restrain himself yet once more from showing her the love he. "Come over here, let me brush youout, then you can brush me." Rita sat on one side of my bed with herback to me. I liked brushing her hair; she had such thick hair and itwas so beautiful, a long honey-blonde. I'd been blonde when I waslittle but when I was eight or nine it started turning brown. I brushedher hair in long, slow strokes, using my other hand to smooth it downher back and caress it over her shoulders."Will you start wearing dresses soon?" she asked. "I bet you'd lookreally. I even checked her out during the night but didn’t disturb her as she had an exam the day after.The next day, I was supposed to drop her at the exam center. That morning, due to some reason, the car would not start. It was getting late. So instead of calling a cab, I told I will drop her in the scooter. She seemed hesitant at first, but there was no option but that.Having a big boobed chick in the back of a two-wheeler is a dream for any boy!The scooter didn’t have a support in the back to grip. “Give me your cock! I want you deep inside me; I need you inside me right now!” Sophie demanded. But Rich wasn’t ready yet. He was enjoying the tortuous teasing and how she reacted at every touch. “Get back in the front seat, we’re going somewhere else,” Rich snapped as he pulled his fingers away from her pulsing clit. Although she pouted, Sophie indulged him and followed him to the front seat, leaving her bare breast visible as she sat back. Rich pulled out his dick so that Sophie would be.