She hated how curly it was but I loved it. She had light blue green eyes with perfect teeth, due to braces, to compliment them. Her figure, however, w...s my, and a lot of other guys, favorite attribute. She was at least a 34 B which does sound like much unless youve seen her. Her waist was 24 and her ass was 36 around. She was perfect in my eyes and she knew it. Laura would flirt with me everywhere but in public until sophomore year when we started going out. And even then it was barely. Then my smelling, I smelt a familiar scent with a hint of sex. Then my feeling came back last, more to the point the feeling from my dick. Everything clicked then and there…well most of it clicked. I was having sex. Not a bad way to wake up would have preferred more sleep but beggars can’t be choosers. My only question was who the fuck was on top of. I hoped it was Amanda. The girls moans above me sounded exactly like Amanda. The smell of Amanda’s perfume, her shampoo, and her deodorant was. Even that subtle touch sent an electric charge straight to my loins. I played with my right breast and teased my clit while I impatiently waited for the security of the dark stretch of highway. No sooner than we were merged did I start tugging at his zipper. In moments I had his solid six-inch cock free. He may have acted like he barely noticed my antics but the steel like stature of his manhood betrayed him. I slowly started licking his bulbous head and slid it into my mouth. I gradually. “My, my,” she whispered, looking me in the eyes. “Come on, Pete tell me you don’t want to fuck me on the floor right now.”Just then I heard the lunch bell ringing from the house and knew John would be on his way down for lunch. Sherry took my hand and placed it on her mound rubbing herself. “You’re making me wet,” she said, biting her lower lip.“We better get up to the house for lunch,” I said. “I don’t want your dad to catch us.”Again Sherry ignored me as she rubbed my cock with one hand and.