“Stop looking at me like that!” I whined, digging my spoon into his ice cream and taking a spoonful.He gave me this incredulous but playful ‘I-c...n’t-believe-you-just-did-that' look, as I defiantly dragged the empty spoon out of my mouth and off my lower lip.“Look at this girl,” he said, holding my gaze.I shrugged my shoulders and dug my spoon back into my ice cream.“How was your Spring Break?” he asked, “did you do anything fun?”“Of course,” I exclaimed, “I always party on Spring. She also bit my tongue a bit for fun but we still kept on kissing. I got a hard on and knew she could feel it.After few minutes of kissing, "baby, I need to take a piss", my mom said."Ummmmm ok" I replied. MY pervert brain sprang up. Today I wanted to test the limits I could touch with her. I knew she liked it too."But it could be dangerous outside. I will accompany you" I said."There is no need" she said bluntly and knew what I was upto. I couldn't understand why she was reluctant now. In the. "Wow!" the driver exclaimed. "You are awesome! So hot! The best one on there!"I blushed.Suddenly his right hand was rubbing my knee and inner thigh. "Is this okay?" he asked. He must have read my profile and even maybe my blog where I invite anyone here to just grope and kiss me if you see me out anywhere, with no need to ask first, as long as no one else is around.I nodded.His hand rubbed my leg and thigh up and down, but was getting closer to my crotch. "May I?"I nodded.He rubbed my bulge and. “You haven’t have you?” she could tell by the panicked look on his face. “Are you a virgin or something?” Derek looked at the ground. “You are!” She giggled. “Well it looks like I’m going to have to add another subject to our lesson plan.” She bent over stuffing her tits in his face. “This is called cleavage. Want to taste?” Derek nearly came in his pants. “Yes please.” He slid his tongue along the deep crack of her tits nervously, wishing he could rub his cock in the crack when he was done..