Putting my hand on her chest as I continued down, I eventually found myself kissing her pussy through her panties. This made Stephany gasp slightly an... as I started to mouth her pussy through her panties, she reached down and touching my head she said, “Don’t.”Raising up and looking down, I could see her panties were pushed into her slit, creasing her little pussy. I wanted to fuck her and as I looked up at her smile, I could see by her face that she was unsure about what I was doing. Smiling,. But as it became clear that she wasn't judgemental or ashamed of me, the less shy I became. Mom had always strictly advised me not to wear panties to school, which I wouldn't do anyway for fear of getting caught. But when I was in 9th grade, I could no longer resist. At the time, in 1984, boy's and girl's jeans looked the same, the only difference were size and how they fit. Tight jeans were also still stylish for guys. Brittany's old red tag Levi's fit me perfectly, comfortably, and skin. "Different route, this bus runs later and..."He was staring down at me and had crossed his arms over his chest. His body language was trying to tell me he was still mad, but his eyes didn't seem as angry."Please Billy?" I pushed my lip out into a pout, "Please give me another chance?" Don't do that!" he snapped."Do what?" I made my already big brown eyes even wider."You know, that's not fair!" I don't know what you mean, but I'm awfully sorry Billy, please, please?" I was now using a little. Helen joined in, and soon there was a cacophony of squeaks and bumps in the room."Ohh..." Helen moaned, rolling her eyes. "Oh, yes... That's it... OH!"It was hard to keep from laughing as Helen continued her show. Despite the fact that it was fake, it was also damned arousing."Right there... OH YES! Oh YEAH! Faster..." Helen gasped out, starting to get into the feel. "So good... Deeper... Use that tongue DAMMIT!"The last line had her clamp her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. Helen.