I could feel an orgasm building as he fucked me hard with his fingers while licking and sucking my clit. My moans became louder as I gripped onto the ...ide of the seat in complete ecstasy. I begged him not to stop as my orgasm reached its peak. It went through me wave after wave, heightened by the feel of his tongue on my clit. He held onto my waist kissing my pussy as my orgasm subsided. I lay on the seat still feeling the sensation coursing through my body. He pushed my dress up my body and. I was pleasantly surprised, however, when she skipped down the path wearing a flouncy short skirt instead of her usual tight jeans. "Hi Allen," she greeted me, "What are we going to get up to this evening...more reversing..." “Yes, if you like,” I gulped, and feeling my geriatric old dick responding to her smile. We drove to the area where we practice manoeuvres with my eyes constantly straying to her smooth, firm thighs and the hem of her skirt, lifted further than necessary, and just about. I knew if I played it smart then I can have her.I told her “Your skin is so dry I think you should get a full body massage”She-”yes bhaiya I would do it tomorrow”Me: “probably I can give you right now as it is I have massages your back I can massage your legs”She was a bit hesitant but she gave the permission to do soI asked her to turn around and lie on her backShe:”Bhaiya you turn around I am not wearing anything first you turn around then I will put on something then you massage”I obeyed,. I began hiding her purse until she noticed it was gone sometimes I would grab her books instead. Maybe it was kind of grade school of me but it worked. We formed a pretty close friendship that year and paved the way for what happened after we graduated. Our first date didn’t happen until after we graduated and it was to happen on a Sunday. You see, our first date was to go to church together. I had to keep it quiet because while I was raised in a church going family, we were catholic and she.