I let my hands wander down to her little belly and she took my hand and slipped them into her panties. She had a thick wirey bush and I could not resi...st. I had to see it. I knew we couldn't fuck. But I had to see it.So I turned down into a sixty nine position and slowly brought down her panties. She didn't resist. So I gently rubbed her cliterous until I could feel the wetness on my fingers. Emboldened, I spread her lips apart. She had the perfect pussy. Perfect for me - I know it's a matter of. My girls friends joked they'd love to go to bed with him. I wanted to go to bed with him, too. Of course until that fateful night I was afraid to ever approach him. It was a Thursday and I had gone to a friend's house. I called my father and told him she and I were going to go out and get a hamburger and thick shake for supper and I wasn't sure when I'd be home. "Okay," he said, "thanks for letting me know."What I told him was a lie. He knew I often had sex, but there was no need to rub it in.. Her mother arhoda had been celebrating her thirty sixth birthday so they let us have a small glass of champagne to help celebrate before we climbed to the tree house to leave the party tomthe adults listening to the loud music as they danced to pop tunes. Without warning Angel leaned over and kissed me full on the lips “I Love You Joe Taylor!” “I love you too, Angel Adams!” I answered enjoying the feel of her tongue working on mine sucking like I hoped she,d suck me elsewhere. “Guess I,ve loved. Still, I knewinstantly that I loved what I was doing. I loved it! It was astoundingto me that I loved it, but I did. I hadn't expected to, but I loved it.Don't cum too quickly, I wanted to tell him, I want to be here on myknees in the dirt for as long as I can.As my head bobbed forward and back again, my lips sliding on his cock,my earrings would swing back and forth, brushing against my cheek.Somehow that was exciting to me.Part of my enjoyment, beyond the wonderful taste, and the fact that.