After about a minute of that Ashlyn yelled, "Quit teasing me and fuck me."I started thrusting regularly now and as I was making love to Ashlyn I focus...d on breathing in hopes of lasting longer than our fuck in my backseat the day prior. As my long cock rammed her tight pink cunt I adjusted myself and started making out with my girlfriend. In this position I had myself propped up on my elbows above Ashlyn and our bodies were touching without putting my weight on her. The feeling of complete skin. This was it! He called me Wendy! “When you came to the door at lunch time, I thought that you reminded me of someone. I couldn’t believe my eyes. But now you’re properly dressed, I can see who that was. It’s almost uncanny, and I can hardly bring myself to tell you.” “Oh, Bill,” I responded. “Please tell me – if it’s a happy memory.” “Dear Wendy….dearest Wendy. Just a few months back I lost my wife. It was sudden and a terrible shock. But it’s just as if I were back with her now!” I didn’t know. How could she not know that a boy of my age, nearly a man, would be able to look up her skirt in that position? There was no way that I could tear my eyes away from the sight of her stocking tops, pulled taut by four thick elastic garter straps, or from her panties. I remember she always worn brightly colored panties, which seemed unbearably exotic to me then. Sometimes I thought I could even make out wisps of pubic hair curling under the edge of the panty elastic, and the smell of her female. Whatever it was, she was something else to watch as she ate it! The way her pink tongue slid from her sensual lips to swipe at the cone, long slow look. Made worse by the fact she was staring into my eyes with her deep brown ones. Man, talk about a little slice of heaven on Earth! She continued to eat her cone and tease me and I continued to stare and get a massive erection. I tried my best to imitate her by slowly licking my cone while we stared into each other's eyes.She broke out in laughter.