The young brunette knew she was pretty enough, but she felt like her glasses made her look like a nerd. Still, there was something in her father’s e...es for her that he never had for Stacy. So, when he asked her out to dinner the day before, Larissa was hoping it was because her father knew it was time to take their relationship to a new level. She’d gotten so excited thinking about it that she disappeared into her room and spent the longest time rubbing her pussy while imagining herself and her. I held my breath as another moment I had dreamed about for years unfolded less than 6 feet away. There was none of the usual voyeur build up and anticipation. She just got naked. Some people love the build up etc and would consider this an anticlimax, for me it was wonderful. She ripped her jumper and t shirt off in one motion. Before I even had time to consider her bra she was leaning forward hands behind her back. I hadn't seen them in years, although the image remains as fresh as ever.My. ” I was a little more confident this time but it had been impossible not to notice the flash of bright red panties that matched her red sailor skirt this time. She wore strappy black sandals with this outfit.“Hey sparkly-eyes,” I said as I sat next to her. “I hope you’re looking forward to our date Friday night.”“What are we going to do?” she asked, breathing in my ear.“Oh ... uh ... It’s a surprise.” It sure would be. I had no idea yet what we’d be doing. I needed to come up with something,. Bree shook her head.“Not here,” she said. “It’s not right.”I tried to argue, but I knew it was pointless. She was resolute.She resisted. She took my dick in her small hands.“There is something else I can do. Or you can keep pouting.”“I just want you,” I said.“You’ll have me. I’m yours.”She started stroking my dick.“You know you like this,” she teased.I nodded.“Yes,” I moaned. “I just want more.”She took her sunglasses off and locked her big green eyes on my face. Then she dropped to her knees.