Dad was super during this time. He devoted all his time to me and my activities. I turned 16 during the spring of my sophomore year, Dad got me a Jeep... Had it lifted, nice wheels, rims. It looked great! And I looked good driving it. It was fun to have Dad help me pull the top and doors. Stepping out, my long legs stretched to hit the pavement. It accented my long, lithe legs. So high heeled sandals, short shorts, and a tube top were to be the norm during the summer months.I was fortunate and. I stammered something unintelligible and looked up from her faceas I heard Stan laugh. " Hey Dave " he said" don't go all coy on us, Sara lovescocks and I am sure she would adore to suck yours here and now before you haveto leave". At this Sara rose and slipped off her robe. She was naked underneath. Herslender body still a little pink from her shower. I gasped, my hungry eyesraked over her as she padded towards me. Her innocent looking face smiling.Her small, pink nippled breasts firm, her. I wanted to pull down my pants, tear off my briefs, and jerk myself to a warm, sticky finish, but the thought of the history paper that was due the next day made me rethink my plan. Taking a moment to let my boner relax a bit, I opened the Word document that contained the first two pages of my paper on the French Revolution. My fingers, which wanted to wrap themselves around my cock, now tapped along my laptop's keyboard. I pushed out two sentences about French peasants, and my mind once more. Toh usne kaha main tumahra dil set karungi.ab woh pehle se bhi jyada hot kapde pehnane lagi.ek din usne mujhe pakad liya jab main book ki jagah uske boobs ko dekh raha tha.usne mujhe roka nahi aur meri taraf dekhne lagi.achanak usne mujhe kaha ki aaj padhai ki jagah kuch aur karte hain.woh foreign mein rehne ke karan modern thinking ki thi.yeh sunte hi maine apna hath uske boobs par rakh diya.waah kya boobs the.phir maine uske western kapde utare.main us din wild ho gaya tha.maine uski bra ke.