I ripped the neck-line a little more and readjusted myself. Now I had a decent amount of cleavage, but I was still pressed flat.Next, I looked at the ...options for the bottoms: bikini swim bottoms (nope), boy-shorts (maybe), and regular jean shorts (nope). Hmmm, I looked around and found a wrap-around skirt meant for the beach. I pulled on the bikini bottoms, arranging my dick down between my legs and put on the wrap-around. I pulled my hair into a ponytail, and right then Leslie reappeared.Did. To my mind suggesting, that he hoped to get the opportunity to see a bit more than just the contours of my boobs. Already in a very aroused state and reveling in his now obvious interest, my knees were weakening with excitement. I coolly replied that I was just wondering about that, when Dave came round to take the rest of the weight. Then as we manoeuvred it onto the trailer the inevitable happened, and much to their delight, the top of my dress slipped down. The only thing preventing it fall. White shorts swished over long, slender legs and the tight curve of her rump. And that hair, that flaming splash of red in the morning sun… An ache spread through my chest. Butterflies fluttered, twisting my stomach. I was just out of high school, college an incoming blur of a dream now looming before me as reality, only summer standing as a buffer between me and it, and I fell in love at first sight. When I made my way downstairs, my parents were peeking out the blinds like a couple of. .I drop to my knees, and lift one of your legs, so you can step out of your jeans, and you think this is why I’m down there, now I can spread your legs, now I can have you, but I’m not done, no, I’m just getting started, I shuffle you back a few steps and you are now lower against the wall, bent a little at the waist, you drop your head a little, but your hand doesn’t stop moving, working away, faster now, you need me, nothing is going to stop you having me, greedy for penetration you raise.