It was getting to be nearly dark, and Cheryl, having just a short walk before reaching her home, began to think of her forthcoming birthday when she w...uld be turning seventeen.A car came alongside and stopped just a few yards ahead. Cheryl took no notice until the car door opened and she recognized one of the two men whom she had passed further back along the street."Want a lift love?" the man called out.Cheryl put on her sweetest smile and declined the offer.In a whirlwind of a couple of. He gasped, and kissed me again as his cock stiffened more. I genuinely thought it'd tear through the cotton such was his excitement! He began to reach under my short summer skirt up my thighs and rub my pussy, but I pulled his hand sharply away. "Not yet", I gasped, breaking off our kiss. "I don't feel ready for that yet". I kissed him again, almost apologetic for exciting him. "There's something else I can do for you though". He looked confused."Has anyone given you a blow job before?" I. "Very nice."I touched her inside the top of her thighs and watched them open, a long, slim finger was lodged between her hairless labia, easing it out, I took it into my mouth and sucked her juices off it before lowering my head again and gently kissing the tiny swollen nub of her clitoris."Beautiful." she breathed and moaned as I eased my tongue in between her pussy lips, she was wetter than I'd imagined and her juices were like nectar as I lapped at them like a puppy dog."You smell like a. “You know Mark, you're a handsome guy. I bet your wife keeps a string on you so you don't stray.” he said. I just laughed as I began to feel knots in my stomach. Scott handed me a beer, grabbed me by the hand and led me into the largest living room I had ever seen. “Have a seat. Relax a bit.” he said as he practically pushed me onto the couch. I managed to gulp my beer as Scott pulled up a ottoman at my feet and sat down directly in front of me. He sat with his legs gaped open, revealing part.