We drove on."Looks like someone likes to suck cock," he said, teasing me.I laughed."Well, let's get you up to my room and we can take care of that," h... said and he put his hand back on the wheel.We drove in silence for a few more blocks, then we pulled into his apartment building. We parked an walked to the elevator. Once the door opened, I stepped in and felt him push me forward. I put my hands up and leaned against the wall, him behind me, pushing me. I turned my head to see him push the. I completely forgot my brother took all the towels in the laundry, I should have brought one with me. Now, what was I supposed to do.I felt stuck. I refused to being seen naked. I am not developed enough, and not as pretty as some girls at school and who knows what Lemon looks like naked.Maybe I could sneak quickly into our parents room, where our mom keeps the towels. But that means I have to cross my bedroom and the living room, and this seems impossible without being seen. The only place I. Her nipples felt comfortable in my mouth, the soft bumps gradually stiffening with my licking. She praised my efforts continuing to tell me what a good girl I was. I felt that I was which made me smile. Not thinking of Daniel and the fact that I was cheating on him with another woman, I continued playing the sweet young girl for Giselle. I was enjoying the moment without a care in the world.I paused to lay against her breasts protected in her arms thinking about what we'd just done. That's when. Unless I wanted to pee on the ceiling I was going to have to do something to sort myself out and it was all too easy to simply wrap my hand around my cock and stroke looking at the image of my reflection. There was a strange duality to what I was staring at and what I felt, the person looking back at me almost unrecognisable as myself, yet at the same time I felt incredible smugness that it was me, that I looked like this. Sure I wasn’t stunning, but finding yourself attractive was an odd.