But what about my mom's promotion? Her job? “I can handle it. Every girl has to lose her cherry sometime. Why not like this? It'll be memorable.”�...�Mmm, you're a wild thing. Not nearly as vulnerable as your mother had been. You're better at faking you're not afraid.” Ms. Petrov leaned over me, her naked crotch rubbing into my ass. “I like the bravado. It's so much fun to see how far a girl is willing to go just to prove she's not scared.”“I'm not,” I said, my heart pounding. “Liar.” She licked my. Occasionally while massaging my side he would massage the sides of my breasts. He massaged down to the towel then his hands would go under the edge of the towel to the small of my back. I then stopped him saying "Now the front" As I rolled over I covered my breasts with my arm but as I stretched out to pull up the towel both breast were exposed to his view. He was staring at them. I pulled the towel up to cover my breasts and the lower half of the towel was half way up my thigh.Please massage. Rosita whispered in my ear, ‘Do you want to get out of here and do something?’ ‘Yes,’ I said. ‘Let’s go.’ In the car, I had hip-hop and R&B music blaring. I felt her unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick. When she saw it pointing up, even she gave me a look of surprise of how big it was. Rosita performed fellatio on me and I felt a bolt of electricity shot up my body. It felt so good that I tried my best not to loose control of the car. Finally, I stopped at a red light and Rosita rose up. She thirsted for a tall glass of water. Her mouth was so very parched ... another sign that she'd drunk too much. She thought about tossing on her nightgown, stumbling down to the kitchen to fetch one, but then thought better of it."Too much effort," she mumbled quietly, curling her arm around Jack's chest. He stirred, whether from her touch or her soft-spoken words, she couldn't be sure which."I love you, Jack," she whispered, nestling into the crook of his arm.Her hand gently stroked his.