She held my ears and pulled me in saying naughty boy control your feelings.She had quite a good house. She offered me some wine but I don’t drink no... smoke. So she was a little impressed by that. She gave me a Coke and I drank it. She then said to me to get up. She put both hands up and asked me to choose a hand. I asked what does each hand stand for.She said one for bedroom with its surprise and one for sofa sex with its surprises. I choose the right hand and it was the sofa. I kinda wanted. What did he have in mind you wondered. Then he lifted one thigh, pushing you up high, allowing the wall to sustain the change in position. Then he lifted your other thigh while you wrapped your arms around his neck. Biting your lip timidly you realized what was coming. Slowly he slid you back down, his hard shaft slipping easily between the folds of your worn pussy. Your insides ache as he lowers you down upon hard shaft. You give a needing moan as his power splits your pussy walls. Her may. "So much so!" I answered, lowering my gaze to his hand on my thigh as it slid upwards to my pussy-which had gotten some hair on it over the past few days. He ran his finger over it and shook his head "you can have some water and whatever else...after I've shaved you" he sighed.He liked being able to see my clit and to touch it constantly, if there was hair there he wouldn't be able to have done so with so much ease.I lay on my creaky bed, and opened my legs, he put out his cigarette by stamping. I saw the passenger side window roll down and heard a man with a deep voice shout, "HEY THERE BABY! DAMN YOU LOOK FINE AS FUCK! LOOKS LIKE YOU NEED SOMETHING IN THAT PUSSY OF YOURS. I GOT SOMETHING FOR YOU TO USE. HOW MUCH?"I felt so embarressed. I blushed, smiled, and let out an awkward nervous laugh. I knew that I had to overcome my awkwardness and embarrassment to complete the dare. I then stood up from the bench, walked up to the man's passenger side window, and said in a silky, sexy, and.