” She smiled brighty and said with humor, “Fucking like that gives me a fucking headache, literally.”“Have you ever been in love?”“I’m p...retty sure I loved Mark, I was sixteen, he was my first boyfriend and I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else. I was devastated when we broke up. After him I thought I loved Allen but he dumped me for a long legged, noisy bitch. When he left he told me that they had fucked in a car and she got so loud people on the street stopped to watch. After he left I was. But they were like appetizers for her, preparations for her favorite thing, a good long, deep fuck. Leaning over again, this time I whispered instructions for round two: Go to the car alone. Take the panties and the bra off. Unbutton the dress and get ready for me. Go now. After sliding her dress back down, Deanna got up and left the theater. I waited several minutes before leaving. As I approached the car, I could see that she had her hands under her dress. With the parking lot virtually. She had already closed and locked the door to the bathroom. She then took me by the hand and kissed me. I kissed her back. "Why don't we get these panties off," she smirked as she rubbed me through my panties under my skirt. I slid my red panties down and moved the straps of my blue tank top down so my young breasts were freed. She pushed me against the wall and kissed me passionately. I kissed her back again and I moaned when I felt her hand rub my pussy. She rubbed it faster and faster until. ”“No need to apologize. You can do that anytime. Probably best not at school, though.” They both giggled.They chatted for a while and then Will offered to give Jenna a tour of the grounds. She got up and wrapped her towel around herself just above her tits.“Here, you won’t be needing this,” and Will untied the towel at her breasts and got his first chance to feel her body, which had always been covered by her modest “math teacher sweaters”. She liked the feel of his strong hands on her.