"Are you going to cum soon?" I'm trying to control myself," I said with a wry grin."Good. Well, get it all the way in." It might hurt." It might. Do i...t anyway." So, I did--slowly this time. She was soaking wet--but tight as all get-out. Having plowed through her hymen, I took the rest of it slowly.I loved looking at her. For one thing, I had this, I dunno, I guess you'd call it a fetish. I like making love with girls who aren't completely naked. She wasn't. Her blouse and bra were open, but not. We started kissing like bunnies in the parking with all the light. A proper tongue fight with full passion. He bit my lips hard , cut them in two places and I could feel them like a bee had stung them. I had of course worn very complimentary clothes for the occasion, a skirt and an off shoulder top where Bobby just had to slide stuff up or down as applicable.With the heavy duty kissing, we were both turned on and I wanted to feel more. We got into the car. I tried to climb on top of him but it. Like her, he felt like something needed to be done, just to clear the air and so they'd both know what the deal was. He'd made a confession of his own, but she had been so tipsy at the time that she hadn't remembered it. He toyed with the idea of saying it again, just to make them even. He decided that might not be fair to her and didn't."I'll never laugh at you," he said. "If nothing else, it's flattering." It was much more than merely flattering, but he wasn't going to complicate her life by. I held my breath. And then, softly, the sound of Sue's voice."Hmmmm, yesss, that's lovely."And then just as softly, Mike's deep voice. "Ohhh... Careful! Yes!,, Yes... oh, yessss."Then silence.I slipped quietly back to bed.I heard them saying their goodbyes and then the sounds of a brief tidying up. Sue hurried up the stairs and into our room. She was carrying her dress and wearing only the fuchsia panties, bra, garter belt and stockings. She grinned happily at me and reached to unclasp the.