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You won’t get to meet him either,” I responded. On Friday after school we met up on the way to the student parking lot. We were each carrying a book-bag in our left hand and I was on her right side, so I shifted my bag to my right hand and took her hand in mine. It was so nice walking hand in hand to my car. I unlocked the passenger door and tits assisted her in. When I got in, she said, “Oh, you have a bench seat.” She scooted over next to me and added, “These older cars are so much nicer with no console between us.” As I eased into traffic, I thought, there is something good about this old car. I knew my way to Elm Street and when we got there, she told me to turn right. “Three blocks on the right is a green house. I think it is the only green house on Elm. That’s my house.” It was not an impressive amateur house. It was a small bungalow hidden among several large trees. When I blonde stopped, she said, “No one is home right now. Do you want to come in?” Always willing I said, “Sure.” As I followed her, she pointed and said, “Here’s the living room, back there is the kitchen, here is the Hardcore hall to our bedrooms. The first here is my brother’s. He is away at college. At the end of the hall is my parent’s.” Putting a hand on a doorknob she said, “And here is mine, right next to the bathroom. Any time anyone big flushes I hear it.” She opened her door and I was hit with pink. The DJ was setting up. I sank into the corner of my booth, intimidated and shamefully aroused, but confused more than anything. It was genius! I let my girl-cock soak in her depths. We sat in a triangle on the front room rug passing the smoke around. “I would not be in this remote place if I knew,” I responded. “Mmm, I bet it is,” I purred and then flicked my tongue up to her clit. She did recommend her youngest sister, Marita, to take her place though she was only sixteen. So, that's what I'm doing. During the walk back, amateur I was dragging my feet all way it seemed like. I’m sure it will draw a lot of attention.” I called him and he immediately jumped up to greet me. “Hi guys,” she said blonde shyly, “how are you?” “Yes, Ma’am.” I said with a chuckle, and then I Hardcore set about to comply. "I have this buddy of mine who's a homophobe. He was average looking, a shade under six foot tall, 190 pounds, brown hair he kept in a medium fade (his hair was thick and course, not allowing for anything much longer) and his eyes were a hazel color. Oh, the pain was exquisite. She climbs back onto me again facing big me, with her ankles holding down my arms, her wet pussy right in front of me. She looks at me and slowly lowers her pussy onto my face. Just when I thought the moment had passed I felt the young woman’s tongue dive deep into my opening. Well, no point in hiding now. Yup, I thought that is what he wants…big frick’n deal. Lorie walked closer to me as she continued to hold her robe open allowing me to get a very close look at her womanhood. Laura didn’t know exactly what that meant, but she could make some guesses. He started applying the sun-warmed oil at the top of my mound with a heavy brush in short, even strokes. And it was obvious to me that he had to be feeling super-horny that night. “No, why would you think that it was a one off?” I asked feeling a little uneasy. Although he did say, “Thank you” as he pulled out. “Me? I’m 18, in my senior year at Ecorse City High. It’s my belief that women must be able to trust you implicitly, no questions asked and if you ever break that trust there is no turning back. Her golden pubic hair that had been so luxuriant was now dry tits and matted.