I didn't know where Monique got it. Back in those days there weren't stores that sold slinky lingerie to teenaged girls. All us guys knew it existed, ...ecause we saw it in Playboy, but you never saw it in a store some place waiting to be sold.But she had found it somewhere, and I was extremely appreciative that she had. It was cream colored, like coffee with a lot of cream in it, and it set off her dark skin and darker hair beautifully. She had makeup on too, and somehow it made her cheekbones. !A maddening joy filled lean as Caesar furiously fucked into her inflamed cunt from behind and she gaped at her Mark's long, hard cock jerking hotly in her clutching little hand. She drew in her breath and flicked out her eager tongue, bringing it into seething contact with the smooth, rubbery tip! She swirled it around slowly, moistly, experimentally, while Mark twisted and groaned; then she ventured toward the tiny split and wiggled her tongue-tip into it! Wild fermentations rippled through. I can’t ask him to be inside me. Friends shouldn’t even do what we’ve done so far, let alone what I want him to do now. I can’t do this. I can’t ask. As he moved up to kiss her, he slid his boxers off, and the full extent of his hardness was now open to her grasp. She reached down and felt him, running her hands along his length, stroking him and reaching down to play with his balls, and reaching behind him to feel his ass. She grasped his hardness and guided it to her opening, and guided him. She sighed with pleasure and relief.Travis reached up and cupped Tiffany’s breasts again, massaging them, and caressing and pinching her nipples as she began to roll her hips.She discovered very early in her sex life that she preferred to be on top at least some of the time. Maybe it was youthful inexperience, but most young men didn’t seem to know how to use their cocks to please her. They knew what felt good for them and focused on that. When she was on top, she was in control, and found she.