I guess we're waiting to see whether one of us wins or not." And does sex feature in this competition? You're not offering yourselves in an attempt to...win?" I'm not really comfortable talking about this. Did you talk to your mother about when you were thinking of having sex with your boyfriend?" No, but I was older, I'd known the boy for a couple of years and had been dating him for a few months and, just for the record, it wasn't your father. You're still sixteen, have known Roger for three. When she insisted on another cup, I finally asserted myself and asked for the bill again."Don't worry about the bill," she said. "It's on me!" Fine," I said. I was tired of arguing with her. "Then, I'll just go." Wait!" she called out. There was a hint of panic in her voice. "Wait ... uh, it's so dark out. I uh ... I don't want to walk home. Would you ... give me a ride?"I still couldn't resist those eyes. Every time she batted them at me and asked for something, I just melted. I waited for. “are you getting hard” she would shout in my ear above the roar of the engine as we whipped along, “yes” I would shout back, “ then why don’t you stop and fuck me” came the reply which as long as the setting was right like in a wood or a remote farmers field I would, she was always a better fuck out in the open, it was as though the natural environment turned her burners up to full as she got down off the bike and I would pull open her jacket and bury my head in her tits sucking and chewing at. She knelt behind Dawn."Relax, Dawn. Since when have I left your ass unsatisfied?"Dawn moaned as Kennedy's fingers breached her hole, scissoring, and moving around insider her anal ring. They stretched her sphincter wide open, and then let it close again."Aaaaaah," Dawn moaned. It was great to finally be able to moan out loud, and not care if her cunt juices were dripping onto the floor!Kennedy massaged her shitter expertly, fingers twisting this way and that, moving side to side, opening up.