”“What should we do, go home? I wanted us to walk together so much!”“If we see someone walking towards us, we’ll plan our steps so we pass t...em between the street lights, where it’s darkest and I may have to put my cock away.”“I don’t want that, I want your cock and balls showing the whole time.”“If a car comes, jump into my arms and wrap your legs around my waist and I’ll hold onto your ass cheeks and we’ll kiss.”“Okay, I like the second suggestion better.”Jenny let go of his hand and placed. She unzipped me and put her hand in my underwear. She unbuttoned my pant while I was driving a car she lowered my pant and my underwear to my knees. Then I put my hand in her top and started pressing her tits. She then removed my hand from her tits and held my hard dick and started playing with it and then kissing it. Then she put it into her mouth and started giving me a Blowjob of my life. I was in heaven enjoying every moment of it.We reached home and I removed her top and believe me she had. Why NOT her father? I asked myself.“Cindy? What are you thinking?” Tim asked.“I’m thinking maybe you’re right. We know she’s on the pill and we agreed if she wanted to fuck she could, now that she’s a senior,” I mused.“Jesus, Cindy. Really?” Tim asked, excited.“I’m going to leave it like this, Tim. You know I’ll be fucking today. If you want to see how it plays out with Janet after school today, I won’t object. Fair is fair. But don’t force her,” I said, my heart beating wildly, cunt growing. "I can remember 'er when she still wore a training bra," commented Terry, one of the two friends I was allowed to invite."Shit, me, too," chuckled Barry. "And I remember getting my hand under it, too, behind your dad's shed." Did you?" asked Terry. "Never got my hands on them myself."Neither did I, I thought. She needs more than a training bra now, for only last night when she was having her final fitting, she was running about in her overflowing bra right in front of me. Well, there's a sight.