As she craned her next, looking all around, she asked, “Did you just get it?” “Yesterday, after school, I picked it out,” I said proudly. “O...I love it Ben, it’s so luxurious, real classy, not like those other cars that guys pick out, you know those same ol’ Mustangs and those ridiculous Low Rider things. I think this shows your maturity,” she said with a sense of pride in her. Then she did something very unexpected, she leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. It was just a soft little. Could she? While it would be scary she knew she could. She wanted to be a part of the group. But she was nervous.The last to arrive at the party was the head of the group. Bubba was dressed in a white leather suit complete with hat. He lead two women into he room on the end of a chain. Valerie Klinger, Graces mom and Patti Sphar, Wendy's mother, were both naked, wearing 6" heels and hobbles. Their hands were locked behind them and the healing welts on their backs and asses showed they had been. I started coming home early every day just to have a chance to see her naked again. One day i was sitting in the sofa, she came over to me and sat down asking me what i saw. We both looked at the TV for about 15 minutes when she said:"Do my body turn you on" I looked at her for a few moments and said: "of course. You are a very good loking girl". I really wanted to say that i could fuck her all day, but i had to think of my relationsship, and i still did not know if it was something she had. It bumped against that patch of tight thin skin Jenny calls her hymen.“What? Still a virgin? We’ll have to do something about that. Meet me outside in the yard in five minutes – you can ride my bike”. Jenny threw on a short red skirt, leaving the spunk to cool on her bare tits. The pushbike was far too big for her. She could barely reach the pedals, perched up on the narrow pointed saddle. Her big brother laughed as she wobbled around the yard – pussy lips opening up to take the tip of the hard.