All was good until Connie had come up from the back seat and had put her hand on my shoulder, then her sister’s. I had forced a smile, and started t... talk. “You know, if I were any other sophomore, I’d kill you,” I joked around, “But since you’re a friend, I’m going to let this one slide…” “Nate, that’s going to get annoying, but since you’re my sophomore friend, I’m going to let it slide…” “Shut up freshman, hahahaha,” As soon as I had finished my second forced laugh of the day, the car had. Finally I was moaning and twitching as he brought me to climax. Taking my load his lips never left my cock and as I came he reached up and pinched one of my nipples. It was my best orgasm to date. He kept my cock in his mouth until it was flaccid and still gently sucked on my soft cock as I twitched with post-orgasm pleasure. I was exhausted, spent, but wanted to please him now. So as he laid on the bed I moved down and licked where his legs joined his groin. I then licked his balls, taking one. And as for the figure: undeniably feminine in build, graceful, lithe, but with maturity, a ballerina whose career had been cut short by puberty - but the change was worthwhile. Prominent 36Ds, firm and round beneath a tight black T-shirt, nipples jutting like football studs. Curvaceous hips, wrapped in impossibly-small, impossibly-tight faded denim cut-offs. Long legs, parted slightly and capped with black leather cowboy boots. Plenty of skin, polished silver skin which reflected the morning. You raise your hand to me but I quickly grab it before it strikes.There is fire in your eyes. Mine too burn with hatred. We are usually a loving couple but right now our temperatures are red-hot.My hand reaches out for your neck and I grab it as my eyes lock on yours. Anger. Lust. There's a lot in that stare. We both pant as our eyes connect. I let you go and turn away. I don't want to hurt you, but you forcefully rip my head towards you with a quick jerk.I don't understand what you want, but.