Every time Claire tried something on she bared herself completely in front of the girls and quickly she felt her inhibitions fade away as she stood nu...e in front of them."I'm not a prude." she thought to herself with every rejection. "And I'll show them I'm not!"Finally Cherisse offered her own closet as a possibility, and the two girls went after just the perfect outfit with gusto! Claire's breath caught in her throat as she saw what they had found ... a pair of cutoffs so short she was sure. Five feet, four inches of heaven. Long dark red hair flowing down her cheeks just past her shoulders and green eyes that seemed to smile up at him. Her soft ivory skin covered in a silky silver shirt that did not leave much to the imagination as she was obviously not wearing a bra beneath it. With hands in the pockets of her blue jeans she blushed up at him. He closed his eyes then opened them again she was still there. ‘Sarah?’ he managed to squeak out. ‘Hi…’ her face was now as red as her. "They're tits. And yeah ... so what? I'm not sticking my cock in between 'em." He looked at his friends staring at him from a few feet away and sighed. "If I take ya back 'ome, I'm gonna fuck ya." Yeah," Emily cried, her heart beating fast. "That's what I want." Oh come on then," he told her and shouted down the small road. "I'll catch up with you later." Hey," one of his friends called."I'll be two hours," he promised. "Got business to do." Emily ignored the language and looked at him as he. I noticed that she tasted very interesting and clean. Her pussy smelled exciting and fresh, which excited me even more, if that was possible.As Sheila soon began to moan and squirm with pleasure again, she asked if I had ever "made love" to any of my girl friends. I told her "no," and that I had never even felt of any girl's tits or thighs prior to today. It was an extreme pleasure for me, as she could see. I went on to tell her that my brother must be crazy not to want to touch her beautiful.