“You can be shortly late for Learning, yes?” she cooed to him, rubbing her hips against his silk covered teenage maleness, beginnings of genital r...bbing, as they moved to an empty wall of the car.He smiled and whispered into her ear as he nibbled it, “Fuk fuk?” not holding back for intermediate formalities.She answered him with a hand squeeze of his hardness, the silks amplifying the feeling as her eyes twinkled pinpoint lights and lips automatically reddened and moistened under the sensual. . stop!" he muttered as Amanda wrapped both hands around his cock and pushed him up against the wall as she began to stroke him. "Don't do that. Quit!" he hissed at her."Whatsa matter? Don't want me to get you off?" Amanda teased. She leaned in close to him and spoke quietly but forcefully, "You didn't have any problems getting off inside me when you were holding me down on your couch! What's wrong now? You don't want me in control? Well too bad, stud, cause now it's my turn!" He tried to push. ” “Offended? No I’m just surprised, if you saw what wasunder the stockings you’d calm down quick,” she saidlooking at me.I don’t know why but I replied, “Try me!” Just like that,but I did. She laughed but didn’t offer any moreconversation until we got to her motel where I parked infront of her room. She said thanks again and got out ofthe car but instead of leaving she stayed standing withthe door open. I could only see her from the breasts. Suddenly, the ghost of St. Valentine appeared from the puddle of sticky man-sap. ‘Who has conjured me here today using the secret combination of strange names, a submarine-like environment, cross-dressing blondes and bald member-sucking midgets with non-water-tight twats?’ he exposited, conveniently. ‘What is it you desire from me?’ he helped the plot by asking. Quizzically they looked at each other. ‘Your cock’ stated Abandon. ‘Since it is Valentine’s-day, and you claim to be the real mc..