She'd even take a few rubs was I watched her, even licking her fingers off while she smiled at me, knowing, of course, that she was making me crazy.Wh...n she would do that, I would finally get up and go up to my room and jack-off. Who wouldn't? After all, Clara was a hot-looking girl, short, about five-two, kind of a cheerleader body with nice boobs; she's got those puffy kind of nipples that look swollen. They're real light pink and the rest of her is very light skinned, she doesn't try to tan. He was awkward and anxious and nervous but carefuland he kept checking if I was okay until I wanted to just tell him tofuck me already!I remember grabbing his head and back when he started grinding on me.I could feel his hardness against my soaked panties and he just keptrubbing against my clit over and over until my hips just moved andbucked and worked against him. Some kinda magic, I think.The words are lost to me. I don't remember what I said exactly but hepulled my panties off slowly and. She had to leave but promised to call me and set up another play time. She said she couldn’t play at her house because she shared it with her boy friend. I told her we could meet back at the motel, so we made plans to meet there again.It was a couple weeks later and I got an IM from Angle. She wanted me to come to her house that night. I was a little surprise but she said, what her bf didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, so I agreed to meet her that evening at her house, at 7. When I got there. We wouldn’t know much about each other… yet. But we were cool. I also had a few other classes with her in my two years there. Later, I would know that my friend had a thing for Kiki. .oOo. “Wait, Kiki? You’d fuck Kiki? Really?” I said, surprised.“I got a thing for bigger women, okay? Her titties are always borderline busting out of her shirt!” He admitted.I chuckled. I didn’t judge. Kiki was a bit on the curvy side, quite frankly. I never thought of her like that.“Hey, they need loving too,” I.