We kept French-kissing until we were both breathless, and we parted. We looked into each other’s eyes, smiled, and kissed again. Slowly at first, th...en more passionately. I began to move my hands across her back, and she would touch my long hair while crisscrossing her arms around my waist. We broke the kiss again, and I would stare at her breasts, partially covered by her t-shirt. She took my hands and placed them onto her breasts. I caressed them, then went down and slipped my hands under her. It’s running down my legs and into my boots.”I took the milk into the house and mom said supper would be ready in about 2 hours. I told her that was fine as I was going to help Becky put some things away. Mom looked at Becky standing there with her breasts exposed and cum running down her legs and said, “I’ve a pretty good idea what you’re going to be putting away” and gave Becky a big smile and wink.By the time we reached the sleeping porch all Becky had on was her white go-go boots. I was. We even dubbed our little group the Continental Sport Cars Racing Team. I didn't have a race car of my own so I was made pit chief by default.Everything was going along nicely until one tragic day when the brakes failed on Johnnie's car. After ten laps he was in first place leading the pack by a comfortable margin. He built up speed on the back straightaway and was approaching turn number three. I noticed that there was something wrong when he did not slow down for the turn. He left the track. ”, Pops said, dressing her down. “I think this may be a family moment, excuse me.”, I stated moving quickly to Lexie’s parents. Lexie gave me a look like I was abandoning her and that’s exactly what I was doing. I was over talking to her parents when she got there several minutes later. “Thanks so much Chris…... I appreciate it.”, she stated.“What did you do?”, Lexie’s mom asked. “I ran away from an interrogation.”, I laughed. “No, Pops was just busting my balls as usual…. You know, about the.