Tasha leaned over and I put my arm around her, though it wasn’t possible to really snuggle because of the configuration of the seats and the center ...console. About two minutes later, Tasha sat up, I put the car in gear, and pulled forward through another parking spot and headed for Tasha’s house.“What do you wish to do this afternoon?” she asked as I turned onto the main road in front of the church.“You invited me! I thought you had a plan.”Tasha giggled, “Yes, but my dad will NEVER let us do. (She learned early on that boys liked that) when she got out she let her body air dry while she blow dried her hair. She took her time getting dressed, making she everything looked perfect. She had picked out her tightest blue jeans and her most revealing top. As she looked herself over before leaving she thought to herself I'd fuck me. When she got to the party there was only a couple people there but she was always early so it was nothing new to her, besides the field resided in one of her. “Aja, I missed your call. What’s wrong?”“I need your help,” she said. “I need a ride home and I don’t want to call Uncle Oscar.”“Where are you?”“I’m at Dingo’s Lounge.”“Dingo’s Lounge? Where’s that?”“I’m not sure -- I think it’s on Center.”“Hold on...” Jason flipped open his laptop and woke it up. He keyed in a search. “Dingo’s Lounge... 50th and Center.”“That sounds right.”“What are you doing in that part of town at this time of night?”“I’ll tell you later. Please hurry -- they’re going to. I gabbed my tits and wrenched at the nipples,closing my eyes tight. Francesca had her bum in the air and her knees apart. I opened my eyes again to see Richard moving behind her, with his cock in his hand. I shook my head "No"HE looked at me and nodded "YES" HE moved in behind her and pushed the head into her opening. She screamed almostSomething in Italian like "What the fuck are you doing?" or similar "NO!" I protested to Richard "You can't - she's a virgin!"Richard backed off, he looked.