"Would you like something to eat, a burger or pizza or maybe a cone, a sundae?" He asked."We had a big dinner and then dessert too, but a small cone w...uld be nice. A kiddie cone?" I answered.He smiled at me making eye contact again and I felt another tweak somewhere inside of me. When he turned to walk up to the counter I watched his ass move in his tight trunks and the tan muscled back ripple as he walked. He made me think of sex, and sex was something I knew little of except my hand was a. She reacted instinctively and spread my legs, then brought her mouth to my labia. We both shifted a bit to get comfortable, and I began to lick her.She followed suit, and I felt the breath from her nose between my butt cheeks. I wanted to make it last and I teased with my tongue and lips, feeling her do the same with slight variations. I surrounded her clit with my mouth and gave it some gentle suction, and she gasped and did the same to me. I was very close, and warned her I was about to. I scooted comfortably between her legs and set in for the long haul, gently and teasingly playing my tongue across her most intimate regions. She grabbed up handfuls of the bed sheet and whimpered noisily, clearly not caring if anyone could hear us.Secretly, I hoped that our neighbors were listening in. I imagined Stephanie and Simon rousing from their naked slumber, following the sounds of Elizabeth's pleasure until they were standing behind the bathroom door, spying on us through the slats. "Mama accused me of being a puta -- a whore -- because I want..." What?" Pete." WHAT?" Well..." Bianca stubbed the carpet with her toe. "Boys my age are idiots. I want my first time to be romantic, and done right. I know there is the age thing, and we probably won't make it, but Pete and I... click." She sighed. "Mama was spouting the old country morals -- staying a virgin until your wedding night, blah, blah, blah... It's a tissue of lies, and it covers evil things -- and she can't even hold.