LA is a big place, and it’s hard to fit in if you are from the sticks. I found out she was actually from Louisiana, out in the middle of nowhere, so... that much we at least had in common. Things went well for a while, with us calling one another from time to time, and talking at break, and I even took her out on a date, but she seemed very nervous during the date. I finally asked her, outright, what it was that she was nervous about. She finally mustered up the courage to tell me, and with me. We had a very intense session that lasted for a long time. The heavy bed was swaying. For the first time, I didn’t feel like making love to her.I just wanted to fuck the crap out of her. I felt like I could go on doing this to her the whole day. She, on the other hand, was whimpering, moaning, pleading and enjoying this. She twitched, spasmed and finally came with a wave of cum. It flowed down our legs and wet the mattress. This happened another 3 times.The blanket was on the floor now. Despite. I quickly ran up the drive and into her house. Real baked cookies, I've never eaten them before but I have heard about them on TV.Over the cookies and milk Marcy spoke to me, "Kelly, I'm sorry if I was out of line this morning," she said."That's ok," I said as I bit into the cookies. I had never tasted anything like them before, why they were warm."Kelly dear," she said, "I'm new here and I don't know anyone yet and I was thinking that maybe you could help me, you know...um, tell me about the. She turns back to me ,and without releasing her grasp on my cock. she stands up and leads me into the park. When we reach the grass, she stops, lets go of my cock, and pulls her dress over her head and tosses it aside. She pulls her panties down and off, tossing them over onto the dress, and gets down on all fours, facing away from me. She looks over her shoulder back at me, I kick off my running shoes and jeans, and get down on my knees close behind her.Sometimes in this position, I like to.