This was the 80's and shaving hadn't really become mainstream yet, so she had a full bush, but it was trimmed. This is where I was really grateful for...having fund my Dad's porn stash. I knew I could do this. I used my left hand to spread her lips and began to lick and her sweet spot. Soon she was moaning and writhing and I was having a hard time keeping my mouth where it needed to be. I was fingering her with my right hand and working on her clit with my tongue and lips. She came hard three or. My head said no my cock said yes. I didn't want to seem like a dick for using her when she was upset. We went in and we both decided that I would spend the night but that nothing more than just sharing the bed would happen...I knew this would be hard considering how much I wanted her. We both went in to her bedroom and I got undressed in to my boxer shorts. I climbed in to her bed and waited for her to come upstairs from the kitchen, she had gone for a glass of water. As she walked in she. He kissed me swiftly, and by the way he was breathing, I knew he was hard again. We went into his back seat, and he pulled the seats down so that we had more room. He shared one last, hot kiss with me, then started to take off my blouse. I was thankful at that moment only that I had worn my beautiful green and black lace bra that showed almost my whole breasts. He looked down, and gazed for a while. A single “Wow…” escaped his lips, and he then removed my shoes. Then my skirt, and as I laid. "I'll find a place. Maybe somebody will let me crash on their couch." She wiggled the tip of her tongue."I," I said, "have a couch. And it even fold out into a semi-stable bed." You'd make me move out to the collapsing couch?" Well, it would be lonely in my big bed, but if you have your heart set on sleeping on a couch..."She snorted at me. "You, mister, are just plain mean." Probably."So when do you think you want to do this?" I asked, smiling."You mean I can?"Did she really think she had to.