She continued to bob up and down on my hard cock letting her free hand fondle my smooth balls. After bringing me close to filling her throat full of c...m several times she took my dick out of her mouth. Then she started stroking me softly again kissing my thighs and before I knew it she was sucking on one of my balls, then both of them. I absolutely love it when she sucks on my balls. She started climbing back up kissing every inch of my body on the way up and when she thought she was going to. “What? Where?” Was he talking about Rebecca Schmidt?“Dude, your eyes suck.” Ronnie Thomas, Grainger’s older brother, pointed. “Right there in line at the pistol shooting booth.”I saw her standing there. She looked perfect. She was still everything I wanted and hated. I remember the first time I saw her, walking from the school bus and the wind pushed her skirt up tight against her ass. Her perfect little heart-shaped ass. She dated that little ninth grade faggot until I wrecked him in gym. ....Um... My name... It's aaaa... Scott... My name is" Fuck I'm stupid. "Having a little trouble remembering your name uh?" She gigged. I turned beat red in the face and focused on driving down the road. I was so embarrassed. "You don't talk to girls much do you" She asked. I only nodded my head in more embarrassment. "It's ok. I guess your the only friend I have now." She lowered her head and looked at the ground. "What uhh... What's your name?" I asked "Miranda." It's nice to meet you." I. These were handcuffs from my mom’s closet. They were heavy like the kind a policeman has.“Key, Ma’am?” Jenny asked politely while my mom was on the phone. In those days, there were no wireless phones, so my mom had to stand in the kitchen and talk. My mom shook her head absolutely not and indicated we’d probably lose the key. She told Jenny just to bring us back in one piece and look out for us.My mom nodded and motioned for us to leave while she continued to talk to Candy’s mom about our.