In this process her tits touched my face. that feeling was great.After some time i got some courage and caught her from back and planted a kiss on her... neck she moaned. but dint object so i gained some more confidence and started massaging her boobs. she was moaning and i suddenly pressed her boobs very hard and she shouted. and pushed me back. she went into her bedroom running. i thought she was upset and i too went into bedroom. i said i’m sorry please forgive me. but suddenly she caught me. We were in the back seat of my Honda Accord. The exterior showed its age with flaking green paint and a missing hubcap, but the leather seats in the interior were still in great shape. Kelly was the same age as my car but she had a fantastic exterior.Kelly had wavy brown hair a third of the way down her back, beautiful dark eyes, a great gleaming smile, and firm perky 34B tits that she let me touch under her shirt and through her bra during our last make-out session.Kelly's interior I was yet. Stepping out into the dust, I hear dogs barking and hear that drawl call from over a high backed wooden chair that tells them, ‘Hush. He’s okay.’ ‘Come on over, honey. I brought out some lemonade. There’s beer in the barn fridge if you’d rather.’ Jo sits in a handmade high backed wooden chair and has a blanket draped over her legs. There’s another old metal hotel folding chair and a little table with a big jug of lemonade and ice next to a glass mason jar with a handle, made for drinking from,. " Honestly Dave?" Honestly."The restaurant was almost empty that early in the evening, it was a place I'd never been to before but we had to go somewhere special to show off my girl. People stopped with forks half way to their mouths, men smiled and women stared in envy, the service was immaculate and the ambiance superb, we sat sipping our wine after the meal when Katie said softly."David, this isn't just sex is it?"I looked into her eyes and shook my head, "No Princess, not for me it's not, I.