I breathe in your scent and hold you tighter, and I feel your heart beat faster against my chest. You pull away, leaving your hand on my chest as you ...egin to turn. I stop you and pull you back so now your back is against my chest. I once again wrap my arms around you and melt into you. I bring one hand up to your face and brush away your long hair exposing your cheek. One gentle kiss and you tilt your head, silently asking for more though we say nothing. I kiss your neck much more softly than. Strangely, the others didn’t seem surprised. Maybe I was a bit naive. But it was her turn now, and she picked the top card to ask Mandy. “How often do you masturbate?” Now everyone was staring at Mandy, and her cheeks started to glow. But she, like Naomi, opted for truth. “Once a day,” she said meekly, her eyes closed, “sometimes twice.” Jen and Naomi giggled, and Liz whispered something under her voice that sounded suspiciously like “horny slut”, but I couldn’t be sure. The only thing I could. We went around the side of the house and she started to explain. The other girls weren't her real sisters, but they lived there in her dad's house and they shared a bedroom and were as close as sisters. The big titted blonde's name was Susie and she would be out shortly. She was talking to someone in the garage. Then she briefed me on Susie: "She loves to fuck. She really does. She loves to have her boobs played with and she is very proud of them. She loves it when guys look at her, when you. We sat down in a two-seater, with hb taking the window seat and me taking the aisle seat, and placed our backpacks under the seats. I leaned towards my sexy girlfriend and kissed her softly. She giggled and passionately kissed me back, her tiny tongue flicking slowly in my mouth. I looked at her lovely white dress and felt my brush throbbing hard in my pants. As both of us looked down towards my crotch we could see a distinct wet spot where I had been oozing. Hb giggled again as she covered the.