It didn't hurt that he played every sport imaginable and had a god-like body because of it. To top it all off, he was a truly nice guy with a charisma...tic personality. Almost too good to be true. Like every girl in the neighborhood, I had been in love with him since they had moved in 3 years ago. Of course, I didn't have a chance. Bobby could have any woman he wanted. Why in the world would he choose a 15-year old with medium sized breasts and limited sexual experience?. That didn't stop me from. For those who have not read my first part, the link is on top.We both lied on the bed and she slowly came and hugged me. I reciprocated and kissed on her forehead. We lied in there like that for some time and she slowly drifted into sleep. I was feeling horny but didn’t want to do anything without her consent and so, I slowly made her sleep properly and left the room. I even didn’t feel like going back to my room so I went on a troll on the beach with music in my ears. The rain had slowed into. We were sitting way in the back and the theater wasn't very busy. There was no one sitting within 10 rows of us, so I reached down and started rubbing his pants and grabbing his growing cock. I whispered let's get out of here and we went to my apartment. As soon as we got in the door I closed it and pushed him against it and started kissing him passionately. After a great make out session we moved to my bed and I undressed him. He was about 5 foot 7 and a moderately muscular build from his Air. ”“No, squirty honey. Acacia squirty honey. Easy to apply, like baby oil, only much nicer.”“All over my tits.”“Yes.”“And what will you be doing while this honey is slithering over my tits?”“Waiting for it to drop into my mouth. Swallowing it before I lift my head to suck on your nipples.”“Honey… all over my tits, yeah!” Emma wiggled her shoulders from side to side.I could visualise the honey dripping from the ends of her stiffening nipples.“And what would I be doing?”“Fucking me.”“So, let me get.