She was blessed with a nice full chest, 36C. Christie has tawny colored skin with short brown/black hair that stops just above her shoulders. She has ...deep brown eyes with a light greenish blue ring around them. In high school she's not popular but normal and well liked. She plays trumpet in the concert band and the marching band. She's quite talented.Anyway Christie had recently gotten her learners permit. She was so excited and ready to drive. She had a need for speed feeling. As normal. “Caitlyn Myers is and was 100 percent dead. I went to her funeral. Jesus, I saw her in the casket!”She turned and looked at Doc.“How did I die?” she asked him. But I answered.“A good, old-fashioned college overdose,” I said. “Too much cocaine combined with someone’s prescription drugs. Paramedics tried to revive you for a half-hour, but you had fried your system a half-dozen ways.”“Why would I do that?” she asked.“Because you were bored with your life, with everything about it,” I said. “It. ”I wink and coo, “Looks like someone is reading my mind.”He laughs, “Well baby, great minds do think alike.”I took a sip of my cola and squirm in my seat, and notice Mitch is watching me closely.He flashes me a devilish grin and suggests, “Looks like I am not the only one horny as hell. Let’s get out of here and go for a drive.”I nod my head in agreement and the two of us stood up and walked out of the restaurant, making sure my body conceals Mitch’s hard on. He escorts me to his vehicle; the. I take my moist fingers out of you and I can bring them to your lips so you could taste what I enjoy when I lick your delicious pussy... Like sweet nectar for a honey bee. We rinse off the sweet sweat from our bodies and dry each other with towels. I pulled you close to me and whisper that I have a surprise for you in your bedroom.When we reach your bedroom, I tell you to get on your knees in front of me. Without any hesitation, I thrust my cock into your mouth. With both of your hands.