Trudy and I were talking about the movie when I asked her what the guy meant. She chuckled and asked if I was serious that I didn’t know. I was emba...rassed to admit it to her, but yes I was serious. Trudy proceeded to explain to me how so many blondes are actually brunettes that dye their hair. Then she told me that many of them don’t dye their pubic hair and those that do find that it doesn’t take the dye as well as the hair on their head, so the guy in the movie was talking about seeing his. My hands go up the back of his shirt and I can feel his heat, his sweat, his muscles. My nails scratch into his skin, my rapid breathing making me lightheaded. He pulls back and his hands move to my sweater. He pulls it over my head and looks at my chest. My tits are big, round and soft and he lowers his mouth to them, gently kissing them and touching them with his hands. My hands are around his neck and I arch my head back and softly moan. I feel him stop and I look down at him. ‘You make me. " I looked up and he stepped towards me. And then his mouth was on mine, his tongue gliding along my lips. I parted them slightly so he could explore my mouth. Davy's tongue played with mine, and I found my hand reaching behind his body, running down his back and resting on his toned butt.We kissed awhile longer, until he broke away and led me to a staircase. "First one up has to suck the other off." He grinned devilishly and I stood in shock at the base of the stairs while he slowly went up. We went out the front door and i locked it. “Yea i did. I love this car. It's a C220 ML63 5.5 liters” “Sounds fast. Are you sure i should be driven this. I don't wanna make a dent or maybe wreck it” We got to the car. This was a much bigger car than the one i had taken my driver license in. “You will be fine. Just be carefull. Its an automatic so you don't need to struggle with gear changes” The car was all black with black tinted windows. We got in the car. The interior was all in a whine red.