“You’ve grown into quite a woman, Molly. Your tits could be bigger but the rest of you looks real pretty.”I wished now more than ever I could so...ehow crawl under the rock.“You aren’t going to tell my dad, are you?”“Well, maybe I will and maybe I won’t. It all depends on you.”“What do you mean it all depends on me?”“Whether or not you do what I say.”I felt my heart sink. What in the hell did he have in his mind? I didn’t even want to think about what he was going to say. Finally I looked up at. "I found the foundation much easier to unhook from the back side. Once I had it unfastened, I let her take it from my hands. It gave me a chance to marvel at her marvelous back. My hands slowly pushed down her naughty red panties, but my eyes were all about the shape of lovely ass."My dear, in all my years, that is the finest rear view I have seen. Would it be too forward of me to request a photo of you, from this side? The lines are simply perfect." She flushed slightly at the comment as I led. Once she was nice and smooth, we all moved into the living room. She never bothered to put her pants back on and her top didn’t last long either, once he put some bad seventies guitar rock on the stereo and they started to make out. Unsure what to do, I sat on the couch while she dropped to her knees, unzipped his jeans and proceeded to go down on him. He was bigger than me, and she was lovely: her skin fair and flawless and her breasts every bit as perky as I expected. Soon he had shucked. We kissed each other madly hardly for almost 10 minutes.I could feel her saliva all over my lips and below my nose. It was a great sloppy feeling. She then parted and said “Yeah you want to fuck with me? You bitch! Come here. She removed my hoody leaving me in a vest and caught me by my belt and took me to her bedroom.There she again pushed me against the wall and kissed me hardly on my lips again. She was biting my lips again and again. I tried turning her over the wall but she kept pushing.