”“Where’s your station?” Bo asked.“1150 East 55th St. It’s about halfway between Steve’s house in Kenwood and the Hospital; six blocks e...ither way, roughly. If Steve needed a response, it could be from the station on South Cottage Grove or us, depending. They’re about the same distance from his house, but further north.”“Let’s hope that’s not necessary,” I said. “We did that once and it was no fun.”“You had a fire?”I shook my head, “An OD. One of my sister’s friends. You guys saved her, but she. I promise.”I looked at her, and something new awoke in me.“Thia, take of your clothes, and sit on the table.”She was naked in a moment, and took a place of my plate. There was a mixture of fear and excitement in her eyes, but this time I decided to do something different. I leaned to her pussy and licked her clitoris. She moaned. I grabbed her buttocks, and passed a whole length of her slit, and started to combine licking her depth and her clit. In sudden inspiration I raised her a little and. .Could this be it!I picked the jeans up to find a small pair of panties in them. She must have slid them off with the underwear still in them if that makes sense.They were a set of pink ones. Almost like boys boxers. I instantly went to the part where her pussy sits in them. It had a little bit of dried discharge in them but not a lot. After all she is only young.My heart was beating like crazy and my legs were shaking. I placed the panties to my nose and instantly was swept away by the amazing. It was chilly in the mountains, but when she trailed her hand in the spring water she found it pleasant, like a lukewarm bath. She pulled the tank top over her head and adjusted her ponytail to make sure her auburn hair would stay out of the water and unlaced her hiking boots. He did the same, kicking off his boots and then shedding his clothes. She was pushing down her shorts when she saw he was wearing nothing under his hiking shorts. Fully nude, he slipped down one of the boulders and into.