I slowly slid to my knees as I sucked on and kissed her soft sloppy breasts. She put her legs together slightly allowing me to slide off her shorts a...d panties, exposing her red muff and sultry love lips to the open air. I could smell the sweet aroma from her rose wafting up to my nostrils. I was ravenous with hunger. I abandoned the taste of luscious watermelon for that of cherries. I nibbled my way down her stomach, letting my tongue lick the flesh gently gathered between my teeth. She. 5". I wanted to give little hottie Marisol a show. I ran my cock down my inner thigh and made sure it was easy to see. Wearing flip-flops and my jams, I went back to washing the car. I glanced up to see Marisol walking up the sidewalk towards me. She was a girl from the neighborhood who I had heard through the grapevine had a crush on me. Marisol had just turned 17 (I was 20) about 3 months before and had really grown up since I'd last seen her. About 5'7" with long auburn hair, light olive. I found myself sprawled on top of her, my chest weighing down against her shoulders while I held her tiny waist in my hands and continued to drive my dick in and out of her tight cunt from behind. Momentarily lost to the pleasure, I grit my teeth and clenched my hands while I really went to town, banging my pelvis off her bony ass over and over again until I became dissatisfied with the way her leg-positioning prevented me from getting all eight inches into her pussy with every thrust.Angle on. ‘It’s a triumph of hope over reason. I’ve never been seriously hurt by someone I trust. If it happens, I won’t be a virgin anymore. I’ll learn to deal with it. I just won’t have my innocence intact.’ And that was it. My body relaxed and he chuckled, his point confirmed. He would learn to deal with it. He would be okay. I would try to avoid it, but it didn’t have to drain all my energy. We walked around the campus. We had coffee at the Student Union even though it was nowhere near as good as.