"Mmm, this feels better," I admit aloud."You like?" he asks. "Yeah, I do like," I admit. It's funny, I don't know how many times I've heard the expres...sion 'protected', but now I know.We just sit there quietly for a while, neither of us saying a word and I know my mind is racing with all sorts of thoughts... how did this happen, why, why to us and so on. But there's also another thought buried deep in the recesses of my mind too, wondering if Paul and I might end up sleeping together before this. “What’s so funny?”“Nothing. I thought only girls could be nurses.”Sean had a mind to leave the obnoxious sexy boy there, on the ground, but it was too late and too dark and too cold to do that.“Come on up. Don’t give me lip.”With a groan, the boy eventually pushed himself up and Sean caught him right away. He was right to be worried. The guy had difficulties walking on his own.Sean had no idea how they’d made it up the stairs. But at least the brunet was trying to help and not be too much of a. He watches me, and I’m concentrating on staying on the road and not cumming. He tells me to slow even more, as there are no other cars on this road, and then to slide front to back in my seatbelt and hump the dildo. He reminds me not to wet my jeans and not to cum until he says I can, or there will be consequences. I nod my understanding, my hands gripping the steering wheel even tighter, as I hump the dildo and the vibe moves against my tingling clit; every bump in the road adding another. Finally on our 2nd anniversary she told me she was ready to lose her virginity. It was the best sex I had ever had, it was the only time I ever loved the girl I was with. Not to mention Jen was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen too. She is 5'5" with long straight golden blonde hair, blue eyes, soft silky smooth skin, perky b-cup breasts with big pointy nipples and a perfectly toned athletic body. She couldn't be more perfect if she were sculpted by Michelangelo.So anyway back to the.