I though I heard something rustling behind me and quickly I turned around. Nothing. Only a empty plastic bag. ‘I don’t know Steve.’ I said. ... Steve looked over his shoulder and with smug grin on his face he opened the door. ‘Don’t worry, I’ve done this a thousand times.’ With a welcoming gesture he invited me inside. I kept standing there doubting myself and running a hand through my unruly curls. Steve was better than I in nearly every way. He had more friends, better looks, better. He groaned as her fingers brushed against his cock, and he felt himself get more erected by the second. He was experienced, but she drove him equally as insane. He leaned back over her and kissed her, his tongue gliding against her lips, pushing in between them as his hand made its way over her smooth legs, higher up her thigh, sliding her dress up along with his hand. He felt the tip of his finger reach the bottom of her panties, and they felt hot, as if her wetness was traveling through the. It was just a random add but we ended up living a lot closer than we thought. Five hour distance. I would stay for a week at a time, she lived with her mother and sister, which we thought was funny because I lived with my father and brother. We both lived in small towns, walking distance from everything. Neither of us were virgins, but we hadn't waited for each other because of the distance, and we couldn't get to each other. One day we met, and our feelings just grew stronger and stronger.My. His smile made my heart melt, his voice made my legs weak, his touch nearly paralyzed me."I love you, Taylor," the young man said, sliding his hand across the table to reach for mine. Our fingers intertwined and we both could feel a spark of some sort as they connected. It sent chills downs my body, giving me a surprised look on my face. Price shot a smile, thinking I was cute, and I blushed, forcing his smile to hit both ears. "I love you too, Price." I smiled happy to have his hand in mine,.