“I'm really sorry,” she said.“It’s fine as long as I get them back,” I replied.I pulled the guy’s truck out and the whole time Rachel and ...I were talking.“Is he your boyfriend?” I asked.“No,” she answered.While thinking, 'Oh fuck, yes!' I asked her what they were doing there.She said they were going up to a fire and I replied, “I know where you’re going because I'm going there too.”She asked me if she could ride up there with me.“He’s trying to get in my panties,” she explained, “and I don't. Oooooh, oooooh, keep fucking me, don't stop, I'm cumming." The last part, she was screaming, something she usually doesn't always do.We just lay there in a post-fuck daze."Oh, that was one of the best orgasms I've ever had. I must have missed you a lot. Can we get your nice mister cock up for a second cumming? Little Jennifer's nice pussy would appreciate it. Let's see."She bends over me and takes my semi-soft cock in her mouth and begins to re-erect my penis. She's running her tongue around. It was when I was seventeen that I met Kiefer. He was tall and handsome, well built for swimming. He and I were on a coed swimming team at the local high school and today my swimsuit had the swim teacher eying me with deep disapproval. It was black and backless, with the suit coming together just before my ass. Kiefer watched me swim for a while but then went into the locker room. He'd forgotten his swim wear today, a rare thing for him. I finished swim and after the lecture about what was. “I’ve had my fill.”“Well then, come on in,” Harper says, standing and pointing to sofa in the middle of the floor. “Before we get started I have questions.” She smiles at the girl shyly. Even though Harper is over a decade older with a boatload of experience and knowledge, she fees almost giddy and kind of shy around Anthe.“I’m sure you do,” she says with a shrug. “Starting at the bottom does sound very reasonable.”Harper grins, imagining Anthe on her knees, moving forward and backward... “What.