“And don’t you have a nicer car or something?” she pressed. “Something that won’t get my new clothes all dirty, once I have them?”“I hav... a car, but it’s old. You wouldn’t like it either,” he said, putting the truck into motion. “Where do you want to eat?”“How should I know?” she asked, getting frustrated. “I’ve never been here before!”“What kind of food do you like?” he asked, patiently.“Lobster,” she replied instantly.“I don’t think anybody in town serves lobster.”“Okay, then, caviar,” she. It was like he was demented. I grabbed the sofa as my bottom half hit the floor. He held onto my one leg as the other landed onto the blanket that had fortuitously fallen off the sofa previously. I knelt on one knee, the other leg still hitched onto the sofa in right angles to each other. He placed his right knee between my one leg and his one hand mauled my bum cheeks open and the other guided his penis inside me again. He was definitely demented alright – but life was good! . At that moment I felt a warm soft hand touching my back. I turned around and saw a stunning woman standing behind me. I turned around fully and smiled at her. She was a good foot smaller than I was with a well-shaped body. Nice firm breasts, wide hips and a well-rounded ass. I bend forward and started to kiss her. She put her arms around me and kissed me back. Her mouth had a slightly salty taste, she must have had some earlier that evening as well. She stopped kissing and took me by the hand. I didn’t grope her or move it, just held her. We got up and she never mentioned it. Sunday morning I was in there like a shot and as soon as I cuddled up to her I put my hand on her again. She said nothing so I started to play with them. Feeling her nipples getting hard. A bit later she told my I must never tell anyone about us having cuddles in her bed and never about me touching her boobs. I promised I would never. I then used to jump in her bed every morning before school for a cuddle. It.