Some single souls with their laptops were scattered around the sidewalk sitting area, hiding hard ons, one guessed, or greasy, sleazy snatches. Two or... three interesting men had marked me when I walked in. I stuck my tongue out and they grinned at me. I was fine and took my time, feeling divine. I had tightly curled blond hair that gave me a pixie look, me being only 5 feet 2, and eyes of blue, coochy, coochy, coochy, coo. I was by no means thin, but most men savored the curvy meat I had to. She always did exactly what she was told. She respected her father and obeyed her mother's instructions to the letter. In school, she was the pretty blond girl who sat up in the first seat and generally knew the answers to all the questions the teacher asked to see who was really learning the lessons. The pastor loved to see her smiling face in church on Sunday and her innocent demeanor and attentive attitude was an inspiration to all the other children.But as inevitably as the sun rising in. She was taller than me, and her tits were magnificent, jutting globes that bounced mightily whenever she moved. Her hips were broad and wiggled hugely as she walked, especially when she thought any boys were watching. Which, to be fair, they usually were!She was having a party to celebrate her parents being away for a weekend, and the house was being looked after by a man friend of theirs who, Samantha said, fancied her. She had invited about a dozen girls of our class at school, and around ten. It was the perfect contrast to her curvy, feminine body and face. Her wide hips and small waist almost highlighted by the hard cock. I lay on the bed with my legs apart, my cock throbbing in time with my pulse as she crawled up the bed towards me. She crawled between my legs and suspended her body over mine. She lowered her face slowly and kissed me, sucking my tongue as it entered her mouth. At the start of the kiss, she kept her ass in the air, but now she slowly lowered her crotch on top of.