I can't help but notice that everytime i look over in your direction you too are looking in my direction i'm sure i noticed a smile before you turning... back to talk to your friends.I find i can't stop looking at you noticing every detail of you from the obvious outline of suspenders showing as you lean over the table to pick up your drink through the tightly tailered skirt,to the ample swelling of your breasts thrusting against your tight blouse,without relising it i was now fully erect my cock. He just shrugged in that way of his and made a face at me as if it was no big deal. But I could sense it was something that bothered him a little. Why would someone who looked like me be doing with someone who looked like him? He wasn't the typical stereotype that they probably expected, like a Joe Sixpack, or the most popular guy in class.Almost like he wasn't good enough to be with me.I knelt up and brushed down my skirt and eased closer to him. Even after everything we had done together, he. My head fell back as he entered me, and I grabbed the sheets as he got allthe way in. Deep inside me, he let go of my legs, fell onto me, and beforeI knew it, his lips were on mine, the taste of my pussy all over his face.I wrapped my no freed legs around his body, and I felt his right hand grabmy left breast as he kissed me and started rocking on top of me.He didn't fuck me as much as grind against me, which began to send me intoheaven. I came again in no time, and I let him grind again and. His belt was clinched down low and only seen from the back. Dallas said, ‘Come on over let me show you what I’m talking about.’ We crossed the driveway to the watermelon patch. I could see the entry path for the heavy breathing intruders, it was from the barn area. Dallas stopped and picked up a small cone shaped piece of melon. ‘This should heal ok, it sure is nothing to brag about.’ Dallas looked the melon cone over, flicked off several pieces of debris and gently shoved it back in the.