I still watched Leave it to Beaver on our television set, but I was starting to appreciate the Eddie Haskell character more and more. My friends and I...all thought that Wally Cleaver was too much of a goody goody to be believable. "The Beav" was too gullible I thought. In my town, at that time, that made my friends and me radicals. In the school cafeteria, we talked about a wider array of topics than ever before. Part of it was associating with the other, older, high school kids, but most of it. It made her hornier than hell and she really fucked me hard. She held on to my ass and pushed me into her. I thought this was awesome and whispered in her ear that I could easily cum in her now if she wanted me to. She called out and said that she wanted all the I could give her. I reached around her ass, as much as I could and started to fuck her hard. Then I exploded in her pussy. I came a lot. It was like my cum would not stop cuming out of me. Afterwards, when we laid back and started to. We finished the second round of drink and I picked her in my hands and made her lie down on the bed.I started exploring her body and private parts, touching, kissing and sucking madly to arouse her passions. Now it was her turn and she made me to lie down and sat astride above my mouth with her cunt wide open. She was sucking my dick and I was sucking her juicy cunt in “69” position.I was enjoying sucking, licking, nibbling, smooching and stretching besides throbbing her mouth filling flesh of. Now within an inch of feeling the imaginary answer, and within the same distance of her own naked intimacy, she closed her eyes.A second later she heard the bathroom door open, causing her to instantly pull her hands to her hair and tip her head back into the stream of water. David unceremoniously entered the bathroom and went to the sink. "Morning," was all he said. The non-rhythmic buzzing of an electric toothbrush clashed against the steady and peaceful sound of the water against the shower.