After talking it over with Mom we agreed that at worst I’d get to see the ocean (I never had before) and I couldn’t do much worse than the jobs I�...�d recently been getting rejections for. Mom and my Grandma gave me farewell hugs and a couple of hundred dollars, and I caught a bus for the bright lights.Brian met me at the bus station, and sped me home to his little apartment in his beat up Rabbit convertible. He was wrong about having plenty of room, I realised as soon as we walked in. Apart from. Fuck, this man knew how to kiss well and I loved it. I yearned for his kisses as much as I yearned for his dick inside of me. He kissed from my mouth, down to my neck, nipping me along the way. Oh god, then he focused on my little breasts once more, sucking each nipple, getting them hard. I arched myself against him and leaned my head back against the pillows. This felt like heaven to me. God, I would love to have sex with him every day.“Please, stick your fingers inside my pussy,” I hotly. Why do we hate Buckland more than any of the other teams we play against?" I dunno, it's jus' tradition! So are ya comin'?" Me, go to a school football game? I didn't even understand what downs meant until we did the unit on football in Phys Ed." God, Matt, could ya be a bigger nerd? Fine, if ya won't come ta watch da game will ya at least come ta watch me?" Jennifer hastily added, "An' Theresa an' da rest of da squad? We work extra hard fer da Buckland game an' you've clearly never seen us. With Brooke’s pants unbuttoned, I was able to reach lower, down her panties. They were soft and trimmed with lace like her bra. I felt down lower and her panties were soaked. Brooke placed her hand on my shoulder and spread her legs a bit as I continued to feel her panties and let my fingers push in against her pussy. My hand kept sliding up and down in her slit and I could feel the firmness of her clit. She put her hands down on top of my hand, holding me there. I continued to rub against her.