. I can't! Please, Mike, not here. " She sighed, listened for a little bit and then said, "Are you sure?... Just like we practiced?" She listened a bi... more and I watched her face harden.I had already taken out the micro recorder to play for her but some instinct made me start recording when she said "Please, Mike, not here." Okay, but you'd better be here, this is going to be ugly... Okay, I love you, too."She hung up her phone and gave me a look that I'd never seen. It was an implacable,. His eyes were still locked looking down at my cleavage.Giggling, I tried to keep him from falling over, but he toppled off the horse and landed right on top of me. I lay still as his face was pressed against my fully bare chest and his manly bulge was pushing on my pussy. I felt his lips on my breast, a soft nuzzle followed by a series of kisses on the side of my mounds. My arms were around him, preventing his head from pulling away, encouraging his lips to continue.I thrust my pussy coated in. He obliged and turned off his car and I leaned closer to him in my seat. His eyes caught mine immediately as he looked at me, his face just inches from mine, and he stroked my cheek softly with his fingertips. My lips pouted, eyes half-lidded, head tilted and body poised for a kiss, he pulled himself closer until his lips found mine and his eyes closed as his body filled with a sense of relief mixed with the stirrings of lust. I gently suckled his lower lip as he sharply drew in a breath. "Things were awkward for a few minutes, and we just sort of sat together on his bed (the only furniture in his room). After a while, he commented that he saw me looking at his cock all night, and I said something like: "Those things really made you horny, huh?" He nodded and, with the tension slightly eased, we went about our usual ritual (a few hours delayed) of looking at our mags.A little while later, I noticed that Eric was watching me, and I was like: "What?"That was when he asked if I.