Ankle socks and boots formed around her feet. Her hair blew wildly behind her, then came together and wove itself into a single braid down her back, s...ecured with a red hair tie. A yellow glow appeared over her nose, then split into two that moved up and back, creating the visor. From the top of the visor and around to the back of her head, the helmet formed. A final flurry of sparkles moved over her chest, leaving behind block letters that spelled out "Cheer". Then the sparkles dissipated as. Francine stopped crying, and lay with her cheek against my chest for about five minutes. I could feel her breasts rising and falling as she brought herself under control. She moved her head, and started kissing my chest through the wet fabric of my shirt, then her mouth was on mine and we kissed, not so much passionately as comforting.She drew back her head and gazed into my eyes. "You're some fella', Des."She then kissed me with a hungry passion, her tongue seeking and finding mine. We. “Wow, a few hot babes. That one really has a mouthful!” I mumbled something in agreement still in shock from being caught. Jase then slid a hand undermine and started massaging my crotch. “How does that feel?” I choked up the word” good”, but it really felt awesome. He said, “tell me, have you been blown before?” I did not respond as I was scared about what was happening. His hand stop massaging my aching dick, and he said “tell me and I will resume what I was doing.” “Yes,. We caught one and were headed to my flat, talking along the way about things that happened in school or things that were happening with people we knew, and we eventually got in, where we both slumped on the couch, tired and drunk. We watched a bit of tv, but I fell asleep, and at some point slid down the chair so my head was resting on his shoulder. I think he was a bit too polite to move me so he fell asleep in the spot he was in and at some point during the night we had cwtched up together..