I turned her around and pressed the big firm boobs. The boobs were not used much. I kept rubbing my cock in her ass crack and pressed hard. She starte...d to enjoy the mood.I pushed her into the be and went over her.Raised the dress and reached the pussy. She had shaven it to satisfy me. I sucked her pussy for some time and inserted my two fingers and rubbed fast. They were not as loose as I expected. I understood that uncle was not using this beauty much. Then I removed her dress and exposed her. "Is Barstow famous for anything, Jen?" Some. But let's pull in for some coffee. Besides, I gotta pee again."So, we stopped to stretch and pee. We ambled over to a nearby all night cafe and stepped into the small eatery for coffee and food (I decided I was hungry after all) and sat at a table for four. We sat in prideful silence while we waited for our order.A real studly type ambled over to our table and said, "I saw you pull in and I'm looking for a ride, so I wondered where you're headed."He. It turns me on more than I ever thought.Oh, I should add, I knew he was out last night. It was me that arranged the date. You see, I love my boyfriend, but he and I have a good understanding. If he feels the need to dip his wick in another pot, he and I work it out together. Or more, I take charge of it. I sit on his lap, grinding my panties against his cock as I swipe left and right through Tinder, or browsing his matches on OKCupid. When I find a nice match, I show him and let him squeeze my. They’re all stupid. All they want to do is talk about football and make fun of the girls.”“What about the girls? Do you have any friends?”“I hang around with a couple of girls. We eat lunch together and do projects in school.”“What about after school, do you sometimes invite them over to your house or go to their houses for parties?”“Dad won’t let me bring anyone to our house and I stopped asking him to let me go to a sleepover.“How come?”“Well, the last time I asked him, a little over a year.