Or were petting to orgasm, so-called heavy petting.She remembered with an embarrassed blush the boy she had consented to date for the third, consecuti...e time. He had parked after their date, and she had consented to a few kisses and embraces. Bill Cartwright, the boy, had gotten more and more aroused, his kisses deep and probing, his tongue tantalizingly sweet and demanding in her mouth, then his hands were on her breasts, dipping inside her blouse, unhooking her bra and going under it to the. ” I stare at him. He looks like he hasn’t had a good sleep in a while. “You look horrible.” He looks away, and I feel bad for him. “I miss you like crazy, Jenny,” he confesses. I feel something pull at my heart. I don’t say anything and neither does he for a few moments. “You know. I regret what I did. That day… It’s burned into my memory. I can’t get the image of you crying out of my head…” I stay quiet and continue to stare at the tree. “Can you…” he sighs, and I turn to look at him. . I felt him come up behind me and start to rub his ROCK HARD cock against my panties, telling me to beg him to fuck me, which I did. I felt his fingers go inside the elastic of my panties and slowly pull them down, just to my knees, to make me feel really cheap. I then heard him open up his desk drawer, but could not see what he was doing. I then felt a moist finger start to go in me, which had lube on it, so I was somewhat relieved. After a few minutes of him finger fucking me, I heard him. As my cock was already rock hard at it's 8 inches. Her eyes perked up and she pulled down her shirt exposing her huge tits in my face. "Suck on those for a little like a good boy," she told me. I did and as I licked them her nipples began to grow hard in my mouth. She then slapped my face and told me to get on my hands and knees and face her as she slid off her pants and I stared at her trimmed pussy. "Lick it, you horny fucker!" she commanded. I began to softly lick her clit and she pulled my.