I just lay there, and she got to work. I like that. She started rubbing her boobs all over me, in my face, I like boobs in my face (or, just I LIKE BO...OBS), then down my body. When she got to my dick she popped it in her mouth briefly to get it good and wet, then rubbed her boobs up and down it. She trapped the dick in her cleavage and started jacking me off like that. I like that. Honestly, I like it however she gets me off.She starts blowing me. At those times when my dick is sticking out from. She rubbed his penis through his jeans and she thought that would be the night, but suddenly he stopped, and she noticed a big wet spot on his jeans. She was confused because he got very angry and took her home. She said that she didn’t know what he said to the other boys, but no one had asked her out since that happened. I told her what happened. I explained to her what a premature ejaculation was. I let her know that she did nothing wrong and that stupid boy was embarrassed, and probably. In that position she was showing me her sexy pink panties without actually being aware of it, or so I thought. Her feet were spread wide enough so that I could see the crotch of her panties straining to keep her puffy pussy covered. I could also see a darker wet spot that had formed in the gusset of her panties. She was sexually excited and her pussy was dripping.I looked up to see Heather looking right at my crotch. I then looked down and saw the head of my cock peeking out of one of my. . that is, I need to... well, I'd like to ask you some questions about what boys think okay?" When Jean was uncertain of herself, she often placed an interrogatory inflection on the last part of her sentences as if to say, "You know?" Only if you share with me... tit for tat, girl. I'll tell you things what you wanna know -- if you tell me what I wanna know... and no mincing around either. Fair?" It was always better to establish the rules of engagement with Jean. More often, she was willing to.