Her tongue felt so good that it was only a brief moment before another wave of orgasms hit me. I reached down and pushed her clear, my body couldn’t...take another rush like that.She looked up, her lower face, mouth and lips glistening in my cum. She licked her fingers and said “Yum” which made me laugh out loud.I reached for her shoulders and pushed her down on the couch. Getting to the floor, I knelt before her and gently pushed her legs apart.I looked at her pussy. Like mine it was smooth and. "Ugh... Shit..." You groan to no one, holding your throbbing head. Your vision is blurry, and you can hear your own rapid heartbeat. You try looking around, and can make out the fact that you're still inside your car. As your vision clears up, you see a lot of broken glass inside the car, and on you. You also see a little bit of blood on your black leather jacket and grey jeans. You look through your busted window in front of you, and nothing but smoke from the engine and a telephone pole meets. Both kids grabbed their pajamas and ran to the changing room, sort of bouncing against each other and the carpet-lined walls of the car as they ran down the bathroom hallway of the car. They got changed together in the room, not hiding anything from each other. They weren’t quite turned on by it; they were too young for that. But somehow the intimacy of not hiding anything from the other added to the closeness they had.In the little Texas town they had lived in, there weren’t many kids who were. Maude, what's a kilometre?" A gnomish measurement for distance. I believe it how far a metrepedecan travel in one thousand seconds." How far is that?" Who knows, only a gnome would think to measure distance in such away."They found a metrepede did not travel overly fast, for not too far intothe cave they were almost blinded by a wall of alcoholic fumes. Drunkythe Alchemist had been successful, not in creating gold, but in hisactual goal. Further proof, 100% proof, came as they waded through.