Then I move lower down. Kissing my way to the bottom of your torso. I start removing your panties which are now soaking from your juices. I then kiss ...our thighs going from the outside in and when I get to your pussy I kiss around it, teasing you, you can feel my breath just barely brush your sensitive clit. Then I move past it to your other thigh. Kissing and licking all around. Then I finally set my attention to your wet and hot pussy that is begging for me to give it affection. I start. He stood behind me rubbing his fat cock head against my swollen pussy lips, as he did he said, "spread em wide baby, I need to fuck you so good you'll keep coming back for more."By now I was past the point of caring or resisting, I wanted him as bad as he wanted me. As I spread my legs as wide as I could, I felt him stretching my pussy as he pushed his hard young cock into me. He kept pushing slowly into me and I began to wonder if it was ever going to end. God it felt good having a cock in me. While he ordered our drinks, a Tom Collins for me and a Ziegenbock for himself, my gaze was riveted to the muscles of his neck, his shoulders, his arm, the way they corded when he moved. He seemed to know the bartender, because they talked for a couple of minutes. I used the time to study him. It was the small details that got to me. His boots were dark brown, but not like they’d been made that way. They were worn out, stained and scuffed from God only knew what the man did for a living. His. The Junior Prom was a blast, with Sam and I dancing the night away and sharing many of our private jokes. The beauty of our friendship allowed for merely a glance, or a wink, sending us into a gasping-for-air-giggle fit. Since we had made a promise to each other about not saying something mean about others, we had become quite adept at the wiggle of the eyebrows and the occasional fake cough for punctuation.At the end of the evening, we went to my parents' car and headed for home. Our curfew.