I then quickly yanked up my panties and gave her a look that it’s her turn to show me her ‘puddy’. She notched her panties down to her knees and...spread her legs a bit as I looked, I could see she had a nice ‘triangle’ of hair and I was a bit embarrassed as I was completely hairless. She then suggested that we kiss again but without our panties on – for some reason we both kept our shirts on but hers was rolled up exposing her belly. I agreed, and my panties came all the way off – she had her. .. every one of those towns had a cut ... long or short ... that kept us out of the city limits ... be it back roads, trails or no road at all. (No road at all was the abandoned railroad ... that I remember distinctly but no one else does. I think Mother was in denial about the Rail Road track ... the bridge was terrifying.)The first time we visited 'the family' it was in a ten year old 1939 Ford Two Door Sedan and we did it like I said ... St. Johns, Grand Rapids, Pentwater. This disaster. I was there in under 5 mins. I waited around a few minutes thinking she was teasing me when out she came looking even hotter that before, a nice pair of white hot pants a turquois blue vlouse a pair of white sneakers and her long curly red hair pulled back in a pony tail.I asked her if she wanted to get a drink or go for a ride first, she opted for the ride, so I did the necessary steps to get the old bike to start when I finanly turned on the ignition and kicked it over, it rumbled to life,. He bit’s and gropes at my bare chest. His hands slid down my naked body. His hand reaches my dripping pussy. I’m still contorting myself, trying desperately to buck him off me. It’s too late. His hand rest’s against my soaking cleft and the bucking start’s stimulating my bud. He strokes his hand against my movements and I became aroused and attempt to tell him to get off me, he just laughs at the sound that comes through the fabric cinched into my mouth. This could not be happening I tell.