She's a slim blond pixie type with barely any butt or boobs. She had a boyfriend named Ernie who worshipped the ground she walked on. She also had exp...nsive tastes and a head full of dreams that will never be realized.Bertie had barely escaped high school. She graduated number 203 in a class of 204. She avoided being last only because of attendance. Another student in the class had the exact same pitiful GPA as Bertie, but she was saved from the bottom because she'd actually attended class far. “I don’t know I have only ever been with my Tom I must admit I was curious as to how it would feel and fit in me, but this was a dance and a dance only I needed to get home to fuck my Tom,Well baby how about you rubbing that wet pussy up and down my black shaft what do you say,“Ok but that’s all please don’t touch me or attempt to put that thing anywhere near my pussy ‘ok,Sure as you wish,As I started to rub my pussy up and down his cock I could feel myself dripping wet it was an amazing. I give it a couple of long slow strokes, from base to tip and marvel at how warm and silky the skin is, yet how hard you are. It grows another couple of inches in my hand and a small drop of pre cum shows on the head of your reddened crown; I quickly lick it off and moan at your flavor. It’s more addicting than chocolate. I release your cock and I work your pants down, and they soon follow the shirt to the ground. My fingers roam over your hips to comb through the well trimmed nest of dark hair. Charlene was leaned against the door, her bare legs deliciously angled in Tommy’s direction.“You know,” she said softly, “My parents really do trust you... and I do appreciate how gentlemanly and protective you have always been.” At least the part about the parents isn’t a lie. Charlene hesitated, her thighs slowly opening and then closing again, and playfully added, “But I’m not going to be insulted if you show some interest once in a while.”Tommy averted his eyes from the road and looked.