Brianna wrote, “Next time we do it, it’s your turn to lick this. Soon? Please? Love, Bri.” Melissa was obviously blushing and put her phone back...in her pocket. They had to scurry back to their final classes.At the very least, Melissa thought she would have a memory and a photo she could masturbate to for as long as she had fingers. She wasn’t expecting this to be more than a one-time thing. But then she got another text from Brianna that said, “Friends at school, friends that fuck after school.. I raised my eyebrows and looked at her, not quite understanding. “Yeah, but I mean, you know, who’d you want to kiss and such.”She nodded. “Sprinter,” was all she said. I was speechless for a moment and so we continued the game, but in the back of my mind I started to wonder what was going on with my friend.I came up a few times in a row. “Have you ever had sex?” she asked“Yes,” I answered truthfully.“Who did you sleep with?” she asked.I blushed and decided only to tell her one of my sexual. I tore the lingerie off the umbrella and took them through the front door. I couldn’t believe I had been so indiscreet. In the lavatory I erected my wooden drying rack in the bathtub and draped the far too pretty and far too suggestive items over the slats. That poor boy, still an adolescent and I exposed him to something he might glimpse in a leg-show magazine sold under the counter at a news agent's. He must be suffering a mortifying erection AND in a bathing suit!I brought in the washing. We drove about 10 min away to the park and ride and he parked at the end next to a van with the motor running and under a street light. He leaned over and kissed me and told me to show him my pussy. I leaned back and opened my jeans pulled them to my knees and showed him my black lace panties. He rubbed my pussy and let his fingers glide over my clit and lips making me wet for more. He then told me to free his dick and put my mouth on him and give him some head. This I did without hesitation as.