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Her mom had a rule: As long as I see both of your heads through the car window you are okay. So we were very careful to sit upright in the front seat of my old coupe.I eased my hand down, following the curve of her mound until my slick fingertip felt the heat of her opening. Pausing there, I leaned in to kiss her, mouths opening just a bit, tongue tips dancing against each other. She rolled her hips forward against my hand and I made a curve of my middle finger, barely penetrating her. She leaned her head back against the fabric of the car seat and I kissed, nuzzled, nibbled, just below her ear.Her hand had found its way to the front of my jeans, her palm flat against my hardness, resting there. I pressed deeper into her, warm and impossibly slick on my finger. I started to move in a slow-motion “come here” gesture as I kissed that spot where shoulder meets neck.Her hand was now pressing harder against me through denim. Pressing and releasing in a slow hypnotic rhythm.She never. ” She laughed.So she was happy that I wasn’t hitting on her. Another stab to the heart. “Well, look, Mindy, this has been fun, but I really need to go.”“Okay…but can I ask just one more question? Well, actually, two.”“Sure, shoot.”“Were you in love with her?”“Sue? Yes, I was.”“Why did you break up?”“She transferred to a different school, out of state, and we lost touch. Besides, I’m not really sure that she was in love with me.”“Just wanted you for your body, huh?” she said, her smile getting broader. “Was the sex bad, fair, good, or great?”“Um…that’s a third question.”“No, it’s not. The first two questions go together; a two-parter.” She laughed. “Now, come on, fess up. You can be honest. If you say it was bad, I promise I won’t tell anyone.”“Well, truth be told, it was pretty great.”“Really? Even with tiny tits?”“Even with. What is it with you and breast size, anyway? What difference does breast size make to the quality of sex?”“Well, to hear it from some of my prior boyfriends,.
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The slightest glance became a staring match, and the slightest touch lingered for seconds. “How long until we get to the state park?” Dani inquired. “Less than five minutes,” said Dad. We’d been coming to the state park for family reunions for years. Most of the family stayed in a small picnic area, but Dani, me, our two older cousins Melanie and Ted had always split from the group. After the main meal, we would wander off into the woods and not return until the sun came down and everyone else was ready to leave. This hadn’t happened since we were little kids, but I still loved the memories. The car pulled in and Dani and I hopped out. We said hi to some relatives, but didn’t really want to spend much time socializing. We grabbed some food and picked a picnic table at the very edge of the open area, where it would be difficult for our relatives to see us. It was covered by a tablecloth which went over the edges, which made it difficult to see anything underneath. “Remind me why we.

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