" He laughed before asking the question I knew he so desperately wanted to hear the answer to, "Did you do as I asked?" You mean, am I wearing anythin... beneath my pantyhose?" I watched him intently as I uncrossed my legs holding them wide and long enough for him to see before crossing them again in the other direction.The low level chair would certainly have allowed him a clear view, as my knees were higher than my seated buttocks. How much he did see I cannot be certain, but judging by the. (Actually, I try to make every turn my turn to drive. Cindy tends to overdo when guys start buying her drinks. It simply would not do for us to get pulled over by the police on our way home.) Bless her heart; for once, my partner-in-crime was waiting outside the entrance to her building when I pulled up. She slipped into the passenger seat – and a state of shock when she saw me. Really, Girlfriend; I’m flattered you want to show me how healthy your tonsils are, but you can close your mouth. ." Her voice trailed off again. "Sorry?" I asked, confused. "I thought you would be mad at me." Of course not! You're young, you have the right to do whatever you want." She said. "I just didn't think you'd be interested in a girl like me..." She blushed again, and I felt myself grow more aroused."That's not it at all, I think you're gorgeous!" I realized my words about two seconds after I had already spoken, and now it was my turn to blush.She lifted her head, "You think so? Really?" I nodded. She whimpered in unrestrained pleasure as he massaged the tiny, trembling bud between his thumb and forefinger. Her loins began to grind down into the sheets of the bed in wild, uncontrolled counterpoint to his fingering movements down between her legs. Her head flailed from side to side, the sensations so intense within her that fresh new mewls of lust and excitement erupted from her throat.Diane continued to enfold his granite-hard cock, drawing the foreskin back and forth, tickling the.