This is why I was no longer a good girl.After maybe five minutes, maybe less, his thrusts became more intense, on the verge of being out of control. I...held on to the table tight, afraid he would push me off the other side.“I’m going to come.” He grunted.I suppose I should’ve told him to pull out, but I just imagined him exploding all over my skirt and top and I didn’t have anything else to wear to the party. But more than that, I wanted him to come in me. I wanted to see what it felt like. I. He was so tall… I loved it! And in slow motion, our heads moved in closer to each other until our mouths met again and melted in another soft, romantic and passionate kiss. It seemed to go on forever. We didn’t need air. Just kissing. I felt his hand rubbing my back softly and slowly work its way down into my buttocks. Meanwhile, I played with his hair. I loved his hair. It was so soft and playful… His hand found its way up to my belly, pretty flat in spite of the years, and up to my breasts.. " I reach and put her hands on the front pockets of my shorts as I start to grind on her. I am dancing super dirty, bending over and twerking on her when Sean walked into the kitchen. "Damn. I thought I heard a party down here!" He says, raising his eyebrows. "Mind if I join in on the fun?" He laughs and picks up the bottle of patron, pouring himself a double and shooting it back! I am watching Sean as I continue dancing with his sister. He looks up and I watch his eyes travel up my body and I. I came in all of thirty seconds later with two drinks and sat down next to her on the couch. "Don't you want to talk about this upstairs?" I asked."No, this is good," then she turned and leaned back against the arm of the couch and put her feet in my lap. "Well, as I told you yesterday, I was over her house a couple of weeks ago and we were getting ready to go to the mall, but wanted to change out of our uniforms first. I was down to my bra and panties when Cindy asked for help with her bra.