I was literally looking over my shoulder to make sure my daughter was okay. I'd pushed the car seat far enough away from the edge that I didn't have t...o worry about her wiggling movements causing the seat to fall off of the low porch. But I also did it to keep her out of the sun. As usual I'd made sure she was close enough that she'd be able to see me all over the yard.Somehow at twenty-nine years old, fighting my way through the overgrown grass made me feel old. I remembered that when I was a. ’ ‘And the tobacco?’ ‘Hmm! It suddenly occurred to me that it felt a little like that.’ ‘Your hand in her panties?’ He nodded in reply with a smirk, and the other smirked and reached for the tin, rubbing his fingers on the tobacco again, nodding with a snort. They exchanged wry smiles. The pipe smoker started to fill his pipe, remarking softly: ‘Not that first one, can’t recall anything about her – oh I still remember her name – but not how that felt.’ ‘I can’t either, but I know now what you. Now it was really black and I couldn't see a thing, so when she came back in she tripped in the doorway next to me, and having nowhere else to fall, ontop of me. She let out a little squeal and I could feel myself hitting the carpet outside the bathroom in the blackness, and then her tits on my chest. 'Sorry, sorry,' she said softly, beginning to apologise. She began to get up, but something inside my horny teenaged body made my hands move down to her ass and stop her. I could feel the. Leaning into his side I followed his lead, not once questioning him. I had complete trust in him, and as we slid into the taxi I was not scared about the events that were to come.It was slightly awkward, but you know what? The first time you meet anyone that you've talked to before is awkward. I had an idea though on how to fix the tense air. Tightening my grasp on his hand I slowly leaned into him, pressing my lips against his neck lightly. I could hear him gasp quietly, my own cocky grin took.