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with her pretty face all flushed, busty her blouse fully open, displaying her girlish white cotton bra . . . softly holding those sexy little breasts. I wanted her. I wanted Becca. With some encouragement, Becca straddled me, with her knees at my side. "You're one very HOT girl." Her bashful smile had me pulling her to me, kissing gently, sensuously as I slipped my hands up her back, under her blouse, feeling for the bra clasp. The gentle opening of the clasp sounded loud in the car. Her kiss was ready for me as I leaned over . . . finally touching those pink lips. Becca sighed, as her tongue started moving around again, teasing me, playing with me. She released my neck when I slipped her blouse off her small shoulders, still desperately kissing her. Her cotton bra fell down her young chest. When I touched her teen breasts, she moaned and pushed her tongue deep into my mouth. My erection was now painful as it pushed at an angle down towards my crotch. But I made no move to touch or reposition it, worried I'd scare her. Breaking the kiss, I pushed her back slightly so I could see her bare breasts. "God Becca, their beautiful," I sighed. Somewhat small, but perfectly formed, gentle mounds that rose from her chest with perfect symmetry, pink flushed areolae with tiny hard nipples, her breasts were perfect, pure pubescent glory at its best. Leaning forward, I bent and kissed a hard nipple . . . then moved across and kissed the other one . Holding it, I licked her areola as her hands caressed my head still allowing me to observe its near perfection. She groaned when I sucked in her perfect breast and pulled my head tighter to her. "Perfect. Your breasts are perfect" I said heatedly. Holding my face in her hands and licking everything in and around my mouth. She was pretty sure she felt him seem to kneel hard on her right thigh muscles and she realized she pushed her left thigh and knee wide as she felt first one, then two and then a third hard punch on her left thigh muscle after which out of instinct and desperation to stop the rapid hard punches she pushed her own leg busty as wide as she could as several more punches pounded her inner thigh. There was that shade again, followed by a sly little grin. I wanted relief, but I was way too embarrassed now. She bows her head as my fingers caress the nape of her neck, then move down her spine. Mary lay back with her head towards me, then she rolled over onto her tummy and passed the drink back up. I looked at her and smiled. I only saw him as I floated down, and took what was mine. She looked at us assuming we were drunk already. Using one of her fingernails, she cuts the clear tape that holds the paper. Prof: Here’s a summer story. It’s not that we’re prude or anything. "Kat, could you give me a ride to work?" A suddenly dawning realisation spread across her face and I expected her to pluck it away but she just asked “You’re not driving are you, Butch?”. As I fucked her, I could see her strong abs as they flexed involuntarily from the thrusting. "That's what I was going to say," Walter shrugged, with a grin.