We touched each others back and sides while she continued the soft, tender kisses on my neck.I was starting to melt in her arms when I felt her tongue...touch my neck. It felt so amazing and electric that I jumped when I felt it. She must have thought I was jumping away from her, because she picked her head up and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."I then looked her right in the eyes, with my arms around her and stated, "Yes you should have," and proceeded to press my lips to hers.She. I slid the tiny straps that held her top up, then slid my hands under the top feeling how snug is was against her well toned midriff, and kissed her on the shoulder. While she undid my zipper and opened my shorts.She slurred: NOW, thats what I am talking about, as she stroked the tip of my swollen hunter. We necked fo rthe longest time, as she stroked my swollen member. The firmness of her breasts felt good on my chest. I pulled her toward me, and motioned for her to mount me. Hold on! she. "That doesn't count, it wasn't a proper kiss!" protested Leah."You kiss me then!" I replied. She quickly leant in, one hand on my jawline near my ear, and gave me a long gentle kiss. As she pulled away, I stayed still for a moment, just looking at her. She had the softest lips! Leah is very small. About 5'4", very skinny almost boyish figure but with about 30B boobs. Short, light brown hair flicked accross her face, and spider-bite piercings on the left hand side of her bottom lip. At that. "What's this?" he asked, shouting over the noise.She shut off the car and smiled at him, her arm d****d over the big blue steering wheel. Jason took in her outfit--a low-cut halter top and a short, gauzy white skirt. She didn't usually dress so sexy to grab groceries."It's Daddy's new car," she said. "I stopped by to say hi and he let me take it out."Danielle's father bought and restored classic cars, his 'retirement hobby' as he called it. Some he resold, a few he kept."Guess he hasn't started.