I don’t stay in a relationship, more than a few months. Pinky was mailing me every day. If I don’t reply, it would be twice a day. She would ask m... what I was doing in the weekend? Why can’t we meet again! I tried to avoid her as much as I could. She told me few weeks later that, she already moved with her aunt. She was using MTA train and subway to commute to her school. In my e-mail,I told her that, I was busy with my office and at the weekend on Saturday I would go to a concert in Carnegie. As we approached the large boulder, I turned to enter the water. I guided her across the set of riffles downstream of the deep jumping pool, avoiding the hole that had almost claimed Alana’s crossing a few months earlier. Once safely in the shallows, I led her to the pebbly expanse that spread out south of the big stone.“Cool rock,” Heather said, appreciating its massiveness.“Definitely. Take off your clothes,” I said casually.She looked around, a glint in her eyes. “Ooh, what are we going to. ...........I wanted it all, and with very little in the way of a gag reflex, I knew I could have it.I placed my hands at the back of Dave's legs and started to increase his rhythm, pulling him deeper into my throat, allowing him to pull almost all the way out before sliding his cock back into my mouth, which was now being stretched at the corners as his width found its way down.I could now taste his pre-cum on my tongue, so briefly stopped to suck the head of Dave's cock, savouring the sweet. I felt heaven. At the same time I was getting wet. I knew it. He was doing like kissing both my nipples like that for about 30mins moved his hands to my skirt knot. For sure I knew he was going to remove my skirt and panty. Even If I refused it bcoz of my shyness he will somehow remove it and further I wanted him feel his man hood after going through all the hugs and kisses with him. So when he was removing my skirt i didn’t refuse. He removed them and also he removed his Veshty and underwear..