She gave herself the once over one more time. Her hair looked like a rats nest, going in all directions and tangled in on itself. Her sloping shoulder...s--whatever she bought today was going to be with shoulderpads. Her breasts--which continued to grow... She got out her cloth tape and measured again. 29" around the ribs, 38 1/2", maybe 39" over the fullest part of the breast. Damn, D cup for sure, and probably more. She studied one of her boobs--was it a trick of the light that it seemed a. She smiled seductively, and moved back, bending she kissed his nipples and progressed down his stomach to his now fully erect cock. Kissing the base of his cock she took his balls in one hand and gently squeezed as she kissed and licked her way to the head which was now oozing precum. He groaned in pleasure and ground his hips, she placed her other hand firmly on his hip wordlessly telling him to stop squirming. She looked up to find him watching her and purred ‘you have the most perfect cock,. I asked her to tell me more about what she wanted and she explained that she didn't actually want to be caught or watched, but liked the thrill of the chance of being discovered.We started slowly, we made love in a tent in our back yard once, late at night. Then we made love in her car while parked in the woods and we almost did get caught when another car pulled in the same old abaondoned two-track. The driver obviously saw our car, but I don't think whoever it was actually saw us in the back. She was so frustated from this week. ‘At least she returned my car with gas and not a scratch.’ Kirri said. ‘How about I take you to my place?’Brian offered. ‘Sure. I would like that.’ Kirri replied. Kirri gathered her briefcase and purse and went with to his place. They rode in his Ford Focus to his house. Brian’s house was a medium-sized yet spacious white house with right size windows and a door. Once they had entered his place, Brian gave her a private tour of his humble abode. ‘Your place.