"but what about your boyfriend isn't he?" she came over and she shimmied out of her shorts and kicked them aside then she pulled her shirt over her he...d."heather, i don't wanna get in trouble with your boyfriend I just think-" i began.she grabbed me and pressed her candy red lips against mine and held them there for a few minutes then the stp logo appeared one letter at a time. she puts her hands on her hips"let me have some of that stp" she demanded i don't have an stp it's a motor oil heather. His right hand was roving across her lithe young body, rising over the curving outline of her chest and up over the swells of her breasts, down through the slight depression of her lower belly and onto her crotch. His fingers worked at her fuck-hole and he pressed a finger into her.She grunted, her lips opening slightly, and his tongue jammed into her mouth. She bit down on it and he jerked back with a curse. He slapped her with his open hand, knocking her head to one side."Little slut!" he. You had told me about it being common to see people fucking in these parks, and now, you were going to be one of those people. “Come over here.” I told you as I lead you to a bench that was out of the way, yet in sight of everyone. “Sit on my lap” I ordered as I sat down. You sat on my lap, facing me, just as I instructed. You could see the mischief in my eyes as I leaned forward and started to kiss you. “You are going to fuck me right here on this bench.” I told you. Your breathing quickened,. The blonde was a striking beauty, there was no doubt about that. She stood at around 5’5′ with a thin waist, perky breasts just the right size for a hand, and a rear end prominent and teasing beneath her thin robes. She had skin as soft as satin and as pale as a lily, hair the color of the gold framing a heart shaped face. She had pleasantly plump lips and eyes the color of the sky, lined with thick, long lashes appealing enough to make even the steadfast Jarl crave her attentions. Yet she had.