Night fell. I took them on a hill, where young people normally grill until dawn, with alcohol and a constant party.After 2 hours, her colleagues went ...o walk and so this story began.I approached her and through humor and her poor english language, we are bonding using humor.As time pass i already could touch her hand. Then we she came close to my ear and whispered, lets go to your car to show me some more staff.I said to myself she will get best possible thing, and escorted her whispering with. The sixteen year old girl left no question as to whether she had blossomed into womanhood. Tiny pieces of material covered her perky nipples as her medium sized breasts stood proudly from her chest. A competitive athlete all through high school, Kylie had built an athletic body, one that would win on the track, or in a beauty pageant. Her shapely and fit torso was accentuated by the deep diving bikini that barely covered her pussy, while accentuating her well-formed muscular thighs. Gracefully. Until now.I stood up and took Julie in my arms, looking into her face. I saw two things right off – hurt and need. Julie had been hurt by her husband's blatant disregard for the occasion and her attempt to celebrate it with him. She had gotten herself dolled up to entice and please him, and he had ignored her.I also saw the need she had. She was feeling like she wasn't attractive enough and that he would rather go out fishing with his friends than spend time with her. She needed affirmation. As soon as we sat down her hand went to knee. She leaned in, inviting me to kiss her and I quickly obliged. Soon her hand was behind my neck and her tongue tried to drill down my throat. During the course of our making out she ended up on my lap, where she could no doubt feel my steel-hard erection pulsing against her sweet little butt. “Wanna go upstairs?” She whispered in my ear. Her hand was gently rubbing my cock through my pants. “Damn,” I muttered. This little minx got hotter quicker.