The silky touch of his hair teased my chest as I ran my fingers through it and moved it forward over his shoulders. He smiled and kissed me again. Our...tongues danced, while our bodies began to grind together. I could feel his hardness press against my sex. He was hard as a rock, yet I felt no fear. I longed to feel him slide inside me. I reached down between us and grasped his length. This caused him to moan deeply into our kiss and I began to guide him into me. I stroked the head of his. . long or short ... that kept us out of the city limits ... be it back roads, trails or no road at all. (No road at all was the abandoned railroad ... that I remember distinctly but no one else does. I think Mother was in denial about the Rail Road track ... the bridge was terrifying.)The first time we visited 'the family' it was in a ten year old 1939 Ford Two Door Sedan and we did it like I said ... St. Johns, Grand Rapids, Pentwater. This disaster included Muskegon. It took longer to get. His eyes moved to the red bracelet around Brian's thin wrist, reaching out tentatively to rub his thumb over it. He glanced around cautiously before leaning in and practically whispering "Are... are you.. working?" Brian let out a soft girlish giggle, placing his smaller hand on the man's thigh. He practically jumped from the touch, a bulge growing across the front of his pants. "I sure am," was Brian's simple reply. The man visibly swallowed hard and spread his knees a little, no longer making. Phill said to me that men in sexy panties have all way’s turned him on, to which I confessed that I wear lady’s panties most the time and was actually wearing a very sexy pair of black silk panties as we speak. Phill & his sister insisted I let them see and I just had to them, I dropped my jean’s and stood there in just a red t-shirt and my sexy silky black panties hideing my semi-hard cock. What followed was us jerking of like we used to only Phill never took his eye’s of my panties, and his.
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