As the cups fell aside I felt the firmness of her tits against my chest. They were decidedly bigger and firmer than I remembered them. As we broke thi... first passionate kiss, both of us trying to catch our breath, she said, “I’ve been waiting for you for all those years.” And she kissed me again. This kiss was as deep, hot, loving, and passionate as any kiss I’ve ever had. I slipped the blouse off of her shoulders, the bra falling to the floor with it, broke the kiss, stood back, and said, “Let. I mean, okay, thanks."Dean nodded to her politely then stepped back out of her path. She continued walking down the crowded hall but she wasn't in such a rush anymore. Instead she was reading the note he'd given her."Come on, guys," Dean said, slamming shut his own locker. "Pot and pussy. My van. Let's do it." I hope you're not fucking with us," Dylan said. He followed his friend in the other direction down the hall and added, "Why the fuck would Heather give you list of names, anyway?" Because. She can’t stand it anymore she wants to feel his cock inside her. She moves up to kiss him as she continues to stroke his cock. She raises one leg over him and points his cock straight up at her pussy. She then lowers her pussy until it is touching her lips. She rubs his cock all over her clit and lips. Back and forth, she rubs his cock then she aims it at her pussy and puts the head in. They both gasp. She did it so slow and methodically that the head of his cock feels the warmth of her. The green glass sparkled as it hit the light and as elf/man opened the bottle, Diane seemed almost mesmerized. She watched him pour the bubbly liquid into the glasses...handing one to each of them. He then walked past the couple and set the rest of the bottle down on the table. That was one of the last things Diane could remember before the world became a blur. She remembered taking a few sips in the beginning and commenting on how delicious the champagne was. The sweetness tickled at her.