It was silent as he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. My mind told me it was wrong to be kissing him, but who was I kidding. I knew I liked it... I wanted it. I kissed him back gently, and then pulled away. He pulled me back to him and kissed me again, with just a touch more pressure. I could sense the urgency, the want and need of my lips on his. I realized I needed him Just as much as he needed me. We kissed harder, and I parted my lips for him. Our tongues met and they slid along each. That’s that.”That, meant that he was going to be the one to drive their babysitter, Megan, home. The girl’s no good teenage boyfriend decided that it was more important to get wasted with his buddies rather than pick up his girlfriend like he promised. As a result of the other teen’s inconsiderate behavior, Mike was left with the task of returning Megan to her house.Realizing that it did in fact make the most sense for him to be the one to take Megan home, even if it did cost him a night of. She rolled off and stood at the side of the bed. Facing away from me she lifted her the dress up. As I got a sneak of her tight little ass she lowered the dress and then started slipping it down. The small of her back arched over slightly as she slid the dress down last her bum. A little pair of satin panties were all that was between me and the rest of my night. With her not looking at me I got myself sat on the edge of the bed, right behind her. My hands grasped at her arse and she let out a. It was soft, but firm, and the shape of it in her hand felt wonderful. She could feel the puffiness of her nipple mound as well as the breast past it. Sara wanted to squeeze like she often did hers, but was not sure if she should.“Go ahead, Sara. Feel it. I can feel your hand wanting to massage it. Go ahead. I promise it will feel good to both me and you.” Angie said as she looked up into Sara’s eyes. She had to look up since Sara was slightly taller than her.Slowly, Sara began to massage.