Whether at work or school he would even trying to smack, or grab my ass. It was even worse when we would hang out in the evenings. At my house he woul...dn’t even bother to hide the bulge in his jockey shorts.Finally one day as he begged me to dance, shake, and strip for him, he became so excited he blew a massive load in his shorts. It was really funny and honestly kinda hot seeing how turned out he got. I mean it even got me a little chubby. So I started dancing for him. Needless to say this. She thought he must be one of those guys from the Olympics, but what was he doing out here?The young man kept glancing back at her as he pedaled up the rise in the road and disappeared over the top of the hill, gone as quickly and silently as he'd appeared.Debby squirmed, her toes wriggling and crossing. Her cunt pulsated. The sight of the young man had sent electricity through her. She wanted to hug him, to feel his hard body against her, to slide her hands in the sweat that gleamed on his. Her knees parted voluntarily, giving an invitation to go further. I pulled back my hand and swept under her skirt between her damp thighs. Expecting to feel soaked fabric; I was a bit stunned to find none. Instead, her wet virginal pussy sat open, uncovered and waiting for me. She giggled, knowing that I was surprised at her lack of panties. I fed her another berry, which she again ate with passion. As she licked my fingers clean, I rubbed her clit with the same swirling motion she gave me. A. What have we here?" I was not really in a talkative mood and sat there in still silence. "Do you know why you were stopped?" was the next question. Again I sat in silence. "Well I noticed that you have a tail light out on the passenger side and I was stopping you to tell you about it. After you did not respond to my flashing headlights, I used the strobe lights and finally the siren to get your attention." After a pause that seemed an eternity the next question hit me like a bombshell. "Have.