This time, as I sucked and massaged her breasts, I moved my body slightly sideways, curling my legs up under me. When she eventually allowed me to mov... my mouth down her body, I was able to extend my legs again, but this time in the direction of her head, so that when I was kissing her thighs and facing her crotch, my semi-erect cock was level with her head, although being a polite young man I didn't thrust it in her mouth but held it a foot or more away. She took the hint though, her hands. In a few minutes she returned from the kitchen with two cups of hot coffee. She handed me one and putted the other one on the table for herself. “Do you want a cookie with it?” she asked and I said “yes please”. She gave me a cookie and asked if everything was ok or that I wanted something else. I said I was quite cold due to my half-wet jeans. “Well, take it off and hang it on the heater to dry” she replied. Of course I wanted to do that but was still a bit doubting if it was a proper thing to. My masi turned off the bike and to my surprise, she held my cock in her hand from her bottoms. She pulled me inside the home all the way by clutching my cock!Now, as soon as we entered the house, she took off her dress with her pink wet strapless bra still on her breasts. She again took my cock in her hand and started rubbing it on her pussy for a few good seconds. I was slowly getting ready for another session. But my horny masi had other plans in her dirty mind. So she started running towards. She was like a brother ... FUN! But she got all girlie and we drifted totally apart. Instead of dirty shorts and a torn tee shirt in the summer and holey jeans in the winter, it was prim and proper, starched sun dresses and pleated skirts and gowns.It hurt me, the change. I remember the change all to well. She started to get all bumpy ... boobs, hips, legs and arse! Almost in an instant she turned into a girl from the friend I had known. I always seemed to miss my friend.I thought about those.