She and Tony had been dating for about 3 months and seemed to really get along well. “This is so embarrassing... Promise you won’t tell dad?” s...e asked me. “Yes - of course! I swear. This is between the two of us.” I promised her. “Okay... well, we got into a fight after school because I won’t... do stuff with him.” she confided in me. “Honey, that’s terrible! He shouldn’t be pressuring you into doing anything you don’t want to do.” “Mom, we’ve talked about this before. It’s not that I. I was going to have fun, despite the asshole’s behavior. I’m not a stunner. I don’t have a model’s body, nor do I have a face that stops traffic, but I get a fair amount of attention. I rarely buy my own drinks at the bar, and get enough offers for dancing to keep me having a good time. I finally found an appropriate outfit. The top was a halter style with just a string to tie in the back. Anyone looking at me would know I wasn’t wearing a bra. The skirt was short, just past my rounded ass. And. ” I wasn’t sure about this one. I’ve been naked in public, had to jerk off in a variety of places and even had to pick up a various older ladies. We never got into the idea of cross dressing. I told her. “I’m only into women’s underwear, not the clothes.” She wasn’t going to let me out of this. And led me out to my car. She got in the passenger side and then got back out. “Wait, I forgot something.” When she reappeared, there was a pair of fuck me boots in her hands. “You’ll be needing. As I begin to close the circle, her hips begin to circle. The lightning and thunder is continuous now. The center of the storm watches us and applauds with enthusiasm as I slide my tongue slowly up and down her small shaft. It creeps slowly at first. She tells me mentally when it is time to move ahead. At that command, my tongue begins to flick back and forth and up and down, barely contacting her clitoris. The storm increases it’s fury not to be outdone by the love below. I feel the.