She shook her head and looked away"I don't normally do this, but I noticed you.. And I know you noticed me.. I was wondering if we could..." She trail...d off as a blush crept up her cheeks, my eyes stayed fixated on her heaving breasts as she was still slightly out of breath, she smiled and lifted her top off, I stepped against her and kissed her hard, my tongue sliding between her lips, she moaned and pressed against me as my tongue danced with hers. I pressed my body against hers as I pinned. “Just keep it slow,” said Matt.Jerry pulled back on to the highway while Matt studied the map he had taken from the door pocket.“Ok, it’ll be dark in a couple of hours and we need to get off this road,” said Matt to nobody in particular. “Soon, you’ll come across a small road on your right, take it.”He folded the mad away and then he placed his hand on my thigh.“Please, mister,” I said and I didn’t like the whining sound in my voice.I was a big girl now, wasn’t I, not some shrinking virgin. I’d. Gently I move my stroking to the tops of your legs. I move my position down to be beside your legs, making it easier for me to reach you. My hands work on your left leg, working across from the outside of your leg to the inner. As my hands reach the inner part of the top of your leg, you part them as my hand massages down the middle. The side of my hand brushes against your moist pussy, and you shudder slightly as I apply more pressure with the backward stroke. With increasing strokes, I change. I had done a research paper on CF just the year before, but for the life of me I couldn’t remember what CF was. Randy explained a little bit. He told me that everyone produces mucous in their lungs, but people with CF produce so much and it’s so thick that they can hardly breathe. Then he told me that he probably wouldn’t be able to have c***dren. I remember asking him, “But you’ll be okay, right?” He told me if he took his medication like he was supposed to, he would do okay. I didn’t ask.