Theresa and Mom left the room for a minute. When they returned, Mom looked flustered. "Emily, please go with Theresa. You need to change before we hea... home" she looked at me. Frances started to snicker, and Mom gave her a "don't think about it" look. I headed off with Theresa towards the fitting room. She pointed me towards a washroom, and handed me a towel and some folded clothes. "Go wash up, dust yourself with some talcum powder, and put these on." I scurried off, and soon had managed to. She partially sat up, and began helping him remove his jeans.He pulled back a bit to let her fully sit up, himself sitting on the bed on his knees, his crotch level with her face.She began rubbing it through the fabric, in slow but swift strokes, his face leaning back as he gasped, feeling nothing but the most wonderful pleasure.She took her hand away after awhile, and he whined just a bit in protest."Not yet." She said. "I've got better uses for that energy."She reached behind her and. We enjoyed the dance with him rubbing his body all over me. Bobby was a good lover and licked my body all over and even my bum tasting the mixed juices off my legs. We then went to the bath and had a shower and he gave me a standing fuck doggie style with water falling directly on my bum and his groins.We then went to the hall and I rode him reverse cowgirl and made him cum in my pussy. I came twice during that period. We both enjoyed. We then rested a while with our eyes closed. I fell asleep. That side of her can be very real, and it is part of her strength and her talent.” “Okay, but in the backseat with you driving, she can be just like any other girl, and fun to be with.” Artsy laughed loudly, “Dan you are still a teenager. All you boys think any girl who will get in the backseat with you is okay.” “Do you think she will really try to get me to wear a skirt?” “Dan, I’ll be the one who makes you wear a skirt the first time we get together for painting. I’ll make sure all three of.