. unless you could use some help," I offered lamely."I think I can manage," she smiled. She was killing me and she knew it. The only smart move was to...retreat. When her arms dropped away from me and she turned to the kitchen, I made my way to the sofa, hoping like hell she hadn't noticed the tent in my pants.I heard the water running and some other typical kitchen sounds and waited quietly for her to return. I looked around at the Living Room and realized she had done a great job of decorating.. ..my hands move further down your body...as you start to waken up, you roll onto your back so I can see your amazing body laid out in front of me, from the swell of your fabulous boobies to the small tuft of hair protruding from you sweet delicate pussy...you open your eyes to feel me kissing you deeply... happy birthday I say..sorry but I thought we could celebrate your birthday together.. I took the liberty of unwrapping one of your presents already..I think you can feel it against your. .. your hands feel soo good.* They kissed and Donny moved his hands inside her sweater. He caressed her breasts and felt her nipples become erect. Shawna moaned softly in response to his ministrations.Suddenly, Shawna had a moment of clarity...she was about to have sex, in a car, 50 feet from a whole group of people. What if somebody comes to the parking lot while they are...engaged in the act. *No...this is the wrong place...I have to slow this down.* But Donny had other ideas.Donny had. Her face caressed his crotch through the material of his pants. At the same time, her hands moved up his thighs to his waist and chest, then down to his rock-hard cock. He leaned back on the sofa, looking at her with a combination of pleasure and disbelief. Was this really the same girl he had known all these years?She caressed the length of his penis, listening to his breathing quicken with each stroke. Suddenly she stopped stroking, causing him to look down. But a smile soon crossed his face.