I did not even think about her much except to leave the cash out on Friday night. Little did I know that I would start thinking about her a lot and so...n.It happened near the end of June. Earlier that month my mother called to remind me that Melissa was graduating High School that week and it would be nice if I got her a card. Ok, I can take a hint. What she meant was buy her a present or put some extra cash in the card. That made me think about the k** not being such a k** anymore and briefly I. But when she came closer to me, I was reluctant, but I was excited knowing what she had in mind was wrong, but yet loving the attention she was giving me. She kissed me hard on the lips, and her tongue licked across my lips, and into my mouth. Soon our tongues were dancing a lover's dance. I was softly murmuring protests as our kisses grew deeper. She kept whispering to me how beautiful I was as she started to undress me. Her hands seemed to be shaking with anticipation as she unbuttoned my. You curl your tongue up and backwards, towards yourself, gently hitting her g-spot. She was completely silent until now, but you suddenly feel her quiver a bit and can her a loud breath. Your nose is pressed into her clitoris and you gently rub it back and forth, and she moans a soft sound. Her feet, previously on the ground, arise and come round to rest on the small of your back, her thighs closing in around your ears, sealing off your hearing and locking you into place. Her pussy bulges with. One grabbed the back of her rough woolen prison shirt and yanked hard on it, ripping it apart at the frayed seams. She hadnt been issued underclothes and thus her breasts bounced freely in the summer air. Fingers started to grasp at her breasts and she bit her lip, hiding any reaction as her large tits were grabbed, twisted, and teased all at once. Another hand grabbed roughly at the waistband of the prison pants and those were ripped off as well, fully exposing her lithe form to the crowd..