She lowered her head and softly licked the balls nestling in the man’s fly, before raising her head and suddenly plunging it down over the cock, ang...ing it towards her so that she could accommodate it all the way into her mouth.Impressive in size, even such a well-practiced cock-sucker as Jilly struggled to get it all into her mouth, and she almost gagged, a real rarity nowadays, but nevertheless she managed to swallow it all the way into her mouth, holding her head still as she deep-throated. "You don't want to go?" Nancy said quietly."It's not that," he replied. "We don't know who they are, and we don't know just what they expect of us."Nancy giggled, "If they've seen you in that g-string you wore to the pool yesterday, then I know they don't want to spend the evening talking." Hey, I thought I came off pretty good in my hekini," Phil laughed."Oh, you did, baby. I couldn't keep my eyes off it, I mean you." Yeah, except to keep an eye on every female at the pool to let them know. The thought of my own manhood being the first for her to see excited me, I was sure she was looking. We were becoming closer than ever.One weekend sticks out in my mind as when things took a big change for us. It was a normal weekend at home while her mom worked when she woke me standing next to my bed wearing her normal hanging around the house outfit, a pair of short cotton shorts and a tank top asking me if I could take her to the mall for a little shopping . It seems her mom had gave her. Angela began.Back in the late sixties everyone did it in their car. No where to go and no-one had their own place. Her best mate, and she was her very best mate, had become the girlfriend of a local lad with a car. He how ever had a bit of a reputation for wanting more than a kiss and cuddle.Now apparently back then it was normal for a bit of fingering to go on out in dark public places, the cinema, up the canal bank, down the lane etc. But full blown sex was a no-no.Angela's best friend.