Easing up on the kiss, she gave me space to unbutton the top three buttons on her blouse and insert both hands beneath her bra. The kiss intensified as I cupped her tits gently grazing the nipples with my thumbs. “You’ve got second base well in hand,” Brenda laughed, leaning back to let me enjoy massaging her tits. My eyes had become accustomed to the darkness. She seemed to be enjoying the attention I was giving them.
I leaned
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I snaked one hand up her shorts leg, feeling the edge of her panties before Brenda grabbed my hand and held it. “Is that how you go for third base? You’re running out of the base path, take a more direct approach,” she said, directing her eyes to the
gay frat boys nude small belt around her waist. I was thankful that she didn’t call strike three. Instead, she pushed me back on the love seat arm and brought her mouth to mine.
It only took seconds to open the buckle and lower the zipper lowered. I felt the curve in her ass as I pushed her shorts down. “Watch the steering wheel,” she said, reminding me that we were at the drive-in as
gay frat boys nude she broke our kiss and leaned back on the seat. I moved to the floor, careful to avoid bumping into the steering wheel or accidentally honking the horn. She looked down at me, anticipation on her face, wearing the sleeveless and unbuttoned blouse over the bra which hung loosely over her tits, and white cotton panties.
As I had
gay frat boys nude guessed, her legs were tanned as far as I could see and smooth with not a hair showing. The band at the top of her panties hugged her round tummy, reminding me of Mrs. P., for about two seconds. I knew what I was going to do. I was heading for third and I would run out of the base lines. Picking up her left foot at the ankle, I kissed her knee cap, then, raising her leg high, I kissed behind the knee.
Brenda sat still, watching me through half closed eyes. Taking the other leg the
gay frat boys nude same way, I kissed behind the knee and up her inner thigh, licking and kissing all the way to her panties. That is when I noticed the aroma invading my nostrils and the wet spot in the crotch of her panties. Repeating the process on her other leg I was enjoying
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