" You know what, Kelly? You don't need an idiot like that to take you to the prom. I'm sure there's a decent boy who would love to take you to the pro... for who you are and have fun at the prom, no strings attached," I tell her."All the boys at school are like that," she explains."Well, why not just go without a date? What about your friends?" I ask."All my friends are willing to do it just so they can have a date," she continues to cry. "I would be all alone because they're all sluts and now. He was really good – stroking the oil into my skin – starting with the calves and thighs, then switching to my upper body, leaving the middle area until last. He had a marvellous technique for squeezing buttocks that leaves a girl begging for more. His long oily fingers reaching underneath to slide between slick pussy lips as my thighs opened up for him. Sometimes, if I was really good he would insert a thumb into my arse as he circled my clit. He would wait until I was gasping ‘Daddy – Fuck Me. We should have taken a room at Crown as well.We pulled into a side street and parked under a large tree shading us from the streetlights. I laid her seat back and undid her blouse and began to kiss and caress her beautiful breasts and flicking my tongue across her nipples.Her skirt was held on by a button and some Velcro so I that open and out of the way very quickly diving in face first to get drunk on her nectar. Then she leaned over and undid my pants started giving me what I’d been dying. Ronnie's fingers worked her own clit as she ate her friend out. Suddenly Kriss stiffened up again, her grip on Ronnie's hair tightening even more. The pain from the hair pulling turned Ronnie on even more. She moved her tongue and jaw as Kriss came and came. Finally Kriss let her go, pushing Ronnie's face away because she was so damned sensitive. Kriss then did something she never thought she would do. She helped Ronnie to her feet and then traded places with her. Now she was at eye level with.