Scanning the bar, I noticed a cute white guy with a dark beard and glasses sitting in the corner. He smiled at me and I gave him a little nod. I was c...rious, but not enough to get up. He could come to me if he wanted to talk. After a few more looks at each other, smiling and then glancing away, that whole game, he made his way over."Is this seat taken?" He asked, his voice deeper than I'd expected, an instant turn on."No, feel free," I answered.He was taller than I'd imagined when he was. People that dealt with him would actually forget that he was just 15, because of his mature attitude and the way he carried himself. There was a few things that being 15 would cause him some difficulties. He fixed up his Dad's old Indian chief so he could drive legally. Not actually being legal to drive the truck made some things difficult. There was also a good bit of legal paperwork, and some accounting that Pete had to ask Sara to sign or give consent. This was always a fight! She would yell. He had it wedged up between her legs and she tried to keep her knees together as her head lowered and sought his shoulder, turning away from me, and she nestled below his chin, her fingers still twisting his sleeve, her knees straying a little, and when I saw his fingers up inside of her I glanced up to find him grinning at me.“No Love, he’s busy driving the boat, and it’s too dark to see anything,” I heard the guy explain softly, his free hand closing against the side of the young woman’s head. When his eyes came back to mine, he nodded his head slowly. Knowing what he wanted, I got up from the floor. I climbed up onto him, straddling him as he sat in the chair. I pulled the crotch of panties aside and sank down on his hardening cock. I was warm, wet and tight around him, and I slowly moved my pussy against his cock while using my PC muscles to squeeze his cock. I did this expertly, using my pussy until I could tell his cock was fully hard once again. With him urging me on, I began to.