Now that summer was in full blossom, tee shirts became less frequent under button shirts that showed off her ample chest. There were days when I coul... tell the color of her bra beneath the thin fabric veneer of her shirt.One day as I walked past, she spoke to me over her fence and we began to have daily conversations. At first we exchanged pleasantries; hello, good afternoon, lovely weather, that sort of thing. But one day she was close to the fence as I walked by. She stood up and her tits. I trembled with excitement, semi erect i put my dick back in my pants. I pulled an old tshirt i keep in the truck to wipe off all the juice i spilled thinking about my friend and ex. I drove out the lot and went home. Later on that night she gave me a call. She asked if i wanted to play pool--and i told her i wasnt up to it. She jumped right on me ova the phone and asked was i mad at her. I asked why would i be mad. She said in a low voice--becuz i didnt finish. I lied and said i wasnt even. The more we talked the further her hand was moving up my thigh. I was pitching tent at this point and she looked down and noticed. She whispered in my ear asking if she could touch it. I said absolutely and she began rubbing my cock on top of my slacks. After a few minutes I couldn't take it any longer and unzipped my pant and pulled out my fully erect cock. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and started stroking me up and down faster and faster pausing to play with the head of my. She didn’t even try to stop him and his t-shirt joined the dress in one swift movement. She stood in front of him in her black lacy bra and matching panties and he didn’t give her time to think before he pulled her onto her toes in his embrace. Chanel wrapped her arms around his neck, smashing her breasts into his chest as his mouth swooped down and covered hers in a rough kiss, his erection pulsating against her inner thigh. Unable to stop herself, she fell headfirst into a haze of lust and.