Jim and I had already sat down and were talking about football, when Carol leaned over the table with a plate of bread and ask if we wanted some. Jim ...ook one piece of bread and she leaned in my direction. When she did, her blouse fell open and I couldn't help but look at her cleavage. She noticed me looking and quickly put her hand up and pressed her blouse close to her body, blocking my view. I turned my head quickly like I wasn't looking, but she knew that I was. I turned back and took a. He'd already spotted the house on Turnabout Lane, and was trying to figure out what was so familiar about the address. Ginnie had said that a good friend of hers lived there, and that they would have a chance to... as she put it..."turn each other on..." He blushed to himself now as he pulled up in front of the house. A grown man chasing after that little slip of a girl as though she really mattered to him! But in a way, Ginnie did matter to him. She seemed to matter to his whole image of. As she looked at them, Bob noticed her getting flushed and angry. She squirmed in her seat, crossing and re-crossing her legs. Finally, she looked up and said, “Do you have a restroom I could use?” Bob’s restroom was currently hung better than one of Joe’s sex partners, with pictures of her husband all over the place. Luckily, there was a ladies’ restroom just outside his door for the patrons of the nail and hair place in the same building. He directed her to that, and told her to please take. I pressed a little deeper and suddenly I felt the head of my cock slip past her lips.The sudden shrinking of her pussy startled her. “What was that? What happened?” she said, wide-eyed.“It’s okay sweetheart, it’s just the head of my cock slipping into you,” I said softly. My calm manner put her at ease again - I guess she figured if I wasn’t worried about it, things must be going all right!I stayed there for a moment letting her get used to me inside her, then I began pushing a little more. “Oh.