Shaking myself from my vision, I smiled at Amy, she took my hand, and we walked down the worn path that I had created after so many years from coming ...here. “So, how old are you?” “I’m turning seventeen soon, you?” “I just turned sixteen, on the eighth of June.” “Your a summer girl, me too, it’s on the twenty sixth of June. So in like six days.” “Huh, I would have thought of you to be sixteen at most.” I shrugged my shoulders I was always a bit young looking, especially because I wore free, and. She giggled. "I always wanted to go in here"... I told her to follow my lead. We grabbed a few coins and went to the booth area. She was a bright eyed in amazement and even a little shock. I picked a booth I knew and we went in. She picked the video. Some tame poolside scene where the woman was getting eaten by the pool boy. I opened the small door. It was one of the reasons I liked this smut shack, the doors were 2x3 so there was room for your hands and your mouth. She started rubbing my jeans. We both had attraction for each other but it was one of those relationships that never went further for fear of damaging the friendship. Yeah I know really sappy. She had brunette hair almost black with a slight curl. She had the biggest tits I have ever seen. At 13 she was already a 36DDD. They were all natural as this was long before boob jobs. By the time we reached high school she had grown to 38EE. Let me say they were soft and jiggly and she loved to show her cleavage. She was never. Angie understood and dropped to her knees submissively. Her tongue encircled my left nut and then my right, as she licked my balls for a minute, before gently sucking them both into her mouth. I don’t know where she learned this, and I didn’t care at that particular moment either. Angie’s tongue flicked up the underside of my cock until she found my frenulum, that magical thread of a male’s G-spot. Her tongue danced around it, and after several good, solid licks that brought me ever closer to.