Sandra jerked as the shrill ring of the phone shattered the quiet morning. We laughed and she began bobbing up and down on my hard dick. The phone r...ng a few more times, but there was no way in hell I was going to suggest she stop and answer it. When her cell phone rang from the other room a minute later Sandra groaned in frustration, but didn’t stop. But it continued to ring. Growling in frustration she stood slowly, “Don’t go anywhere. I am not done with you mister.” I smiled and. “Thanks, how’s school been? I hear you are a cheerleader,” duh, obviously, with that bod.She laughs again, “Yeah, I guess. You kiss any cute girls lately?”I assume someone other than my older sister, soon off to college. Sorry, digress. I kiss a girl? Ha! They don’t know I’m even alive.“Ah,” I get smart, “other than you?”She giggles and floors it to pass a big rig that’s pulling out.“OH! Ah, Kim, you always drive like this? Where are we going? Your home is back that way.”She glances over at me,. But his eyes twinkled, and his grin was broad; Alison melted, and followed.Rob led Alison up one stairway, along a corridor, and then up a metal spiral staircase which opened onto a small open-air roof-garden at the top of the building, facing the rear balcony of one of the surrounding office blocks. “Hey, fucking!” exclaimed Alison. “This is nice!” They stood side by side leaning against the low cast stone balustrade.“I remember sneaking out of mass as a kid to come up here and chuck pebbles. She looked closer at him, too, at his dark brown eyes, so average-looking, at how long his eyelashes were, and how she wished she could have ones like them. ‘I think that’s enough of the faces for now.’ She nodded in response. ‘So that leaves…’ He looked further down, seeing her in her skirt and bra, and lowered his face to her chest, his unshaved skin prickled at her own, the rough tiny hairs contrasting so much with her own soft skin. She loved how it felt as he kissed her there, rubbing his.