The stretching and tugging had once more loosened my towel and left it lying at my feet. My erection was again exposed. My rigid manhood was pointing ...traight as a compass at the girl's smiling face."Hey Jason, I think you're fighting a loosing battle with that bathtowel," Debbie said in a giggly voice. "For all the good it's doing you, why you might as well just leave it off! I've already seen your ... your cock so you have no reason to hide it from me. Mister, I wouldn't bite you, even if I. That's a lame question Chris!"That's a weird question," she said. "I'm 18." But," I said. "You're a senior-" I was held back in junior high," she said. "When my parents got divorcedit affected my grades."The mention of "divorce," broke my train of thought for a moment. I hadto take a moment to push those feelings aside."I'm sorry," I said. "I'm sorry for bringing it up." I hadn't told anyone at school that," she said looking down. "I'm surethey'd judge me." I'm not judging you," I said looking. She had the loveliest olive complexion, graceful curves, and firm muscles that spoke of power but didn't mask her femininity. I looked at her soft, but angular faces, framed by her long dark curls of hair and was smitten."You are so beautiful," I whispered, just loud enough so she could hear me."Come here and make love to me, handsome."I crawled into bed next to her and we exchanged a sensuous kiss. Our hands began roaming over each other's bodies, trying to feel every part of each other. My. And I know it's because I got so drunk at the party. But yes. You may touch my pussy if you want. In fact I want you to do it."Having said this she let herself fall backwards on the bed. I lifted her legs up on the bed, and then I started to pull off her panties. She smelled wonderful and strong down there, and this time she helped me a bit more, lifting her arse off the bed to make it easier."Come on, John. Hurry up and take off your clothes before I regret this." I don't know that I have ever.