This is where it really starts for me, to call it an orgasm is the only way I really know how to describe it, it is building of pleasure from Rikki, a...nd it spreads from my groin, mouth and through my whole body. This is more then a sexual climax with ejaculation from my cock but is complete pleasure. It will build to intense climax most certainly if I am able to bring a climax to her... I don't know for sure how many she has had but certainly two or three and mine was intensely tied to her. Her bright eyes stared into mine from a few feet away. It came back to me that I was naked, but she did not approach and I did not feel ashamed though I was always taught to cover myself. Her expression was alert, but her eyes looked up and down my body with wonder. She was young and beautiful, her skin a caramel brown, and she did not speak.I sat up against the trunk of the maple, my unshaven legs closed at the knees. She moved closer, tentatively. She was one of the wild people who lived. She explained quickly to Miguel how her car gave out and wouldn'trestart, and he asked Paul to pop the hood open. After a brief check he figured the problem out and explained that it would take a little while to fix it. Paul volunteered to stay back and give him a hand while the rest of the guys carry with their journey. Half an hour later Miguel and Paul had the engine turning over nicely,although they were all greasy and dirty from the grease and motor oil. Leslie thanked them and since it. "I told you I'd take your pants down the next time you misbehaved, young lady. You should be feeling a little sorrier about the way you treat your mother." I added more seriously, "And a little more worried about what's coming to you." "She asked for it," the girl sniffed haughtily. "Anyway I'm not wearing pants if you hadn't noticed," she said cheekily, tugging at the hem of her skirt. I wasn't having any of her lip, "I didn't mean 'pants' as in your 'jeans' young lady. I meant 'pants' as in.