I was working for an automobile resort facility that repaired your fomite on the road. My duties were to cede the parts to the tech that repaired the vehicles. There was a lot of driving involved. I would stop and get gas at my favorite station. There was a young lady that worked there that I took a liking to. Her name was Karen. She was about my elevation with brown tomentum down below her shoulders. We had chatted a bit and I finally asked her out for dinner. The engagement went well. She was comfortable to talk to and I am certain she had a dainty fourth dimension. I told her there was a David Bruce Lee movie marathon at a local drive-in. I asked her if she would like to go. She said she thought it would be fun. I had a slight problem. I was 16 years old in New York state of matter. This was a while ago and I could not drive after sunset. This was Sir Thomas More long time ago than I care to admit. It was a Department of State law. I called a few local anaesthetic police force section to see how ahead of time in the morning I could legally drive. After talking to four unlike constabulary section the best answer I could get was 5:00 am. The marathon was scheduled to end a 2:30 am. I told Karen the problem that if she went, we could not entrust till 5:00 in the morning. She said that would be ok with her. I will admit that I was pretty excited. My fomite was a green 1968 Renault R10. It was a real chick attraction ! It got me around in my betimes driving eld, but not without it 's share of job. Fortunately I was able-bodied to indemnify it myself. One courteous affair about the car was the gas mileage. On the road, it got in nimiety of 48 mpg. Another prissy matter was when the nominal head ass were all the way forward, the can cover went flavorless back, even with the rear seat. It was a very comfortable fomite to go to the drive-in.

I picked her up at her mansion and we went to the drive-in. We got there before dark. She smuggled a feeding bottle of wine-coloured out of her parents planetary house. She said she told her parents she was going to log Z's over at a friend 's mansion. I had to blame her up down the street from her house. I drove us to the drive in. We pushed the seats forward and lowered the hind end binding. We poured some wine-coloured, got comfortable and waited for the movie to commence. We talked for a while, drank some wine and finally the picture show started. If any of you have ever seen the very early on Bruce Lee movie, they were pretty poor people. The playing, plot and dialogue was sad. I put my arm around her neck and she leaned into me. We eventually finished the bottle of wine. I was watching the movie but was thinking about when and if I should contact for her titty. I finally got up the nerve and slid my hand to her breast. She did not object, at least verbally. I was rubbing her breast through her shirt and bra, but it was a victory. I decided to try my portion and slide my hand under her shirt and bra. It probably took me two hours to get that far. I was touching breast pulp and a nipple. Karen turned toward me and kissed me. We started necking while I squeezed her knocker. Our lingua were probing each other 's mouths. I reached behind her and undo her bra. Probably another 60 minutes went by and I lifted her shirt to reveal her breasts. Her breasts we 're not large, but her nipples were standing up at care. Cocoa brown nipples. I gently nudged her to see if she would lay back on the ass. Karen removed her shirt and bra and laid back on the bottom. I got on top of her and we kissed while I played with her bosom. I sat up and took off my shirt. I got back on top of her and we continued to kiss. I slid my hand down her venter to her pussy. I started to rub her through her bloomers. I wondered if I could dislocate my hand in her pant. I pondered that thought for what seemed like hours, but was probably thirty bit. I decided to try. I slid my hand down her stomach. I tried to get my hand down her pants but they were too pissed. It took more than a few moment to make up my face to unwrap do her bloomers. I undid her pants while we were kissing. I thought if she was interfering fondling, she would not be capable to tell me to stop because my rima oris was locked tight to her 's. I slid my bridge player down her drawers to her kitty. I touched pubic hair ! I ventured further to her cunt. I started to rub her pussy. We were both panting. I decided to try my luck and suck on her tit. I pulled my hand out of her pants and brought my manpower to her breast. I brought my back talk to her nipple and put it in my mouth. I lightly sucked on her mamilla. My nitty-gritty was pounding so hard, I thought it was going to leap out of my bureau. After about another 60 minutes of nipple and tit suction and thrashing and pussycat detrition, I thought about taking her pants off. I sat up and started to overstretch her pants off. They were tight. She sat up and helped me remove her pants. There she was, rightfield in front of me, totally naked, and I could barely see her because it was glowering and the windows were fogged up. I really wanted to study my trouser off. I decided to. I took my pants off. I was embarrassed because I had a raging hard on. I nuged her back and got on top of her. Our two naked bodies together. Bare form to bare frame. We kissed and kissed. I could not help it but I started to move my hips up and down. She spread her legs. My pecker was rubbing her twat. I so wanted to figure her. I did not bed if I should try yet. I put her pap in my oral fissure and sucked. I felt her arch her back slightly. I took that as now was the time. I sat up and spread her legs. I grabbed my rock candy surd cock and positioned it at her slit. I pushed. It did not need to go in. I pushed a bit harder. She definitely was not wet enough. I rubbed her with my cock. I tried again. Still nothing.

It was amazing, we had been there for playing for hours and neither of us had said a word. Karen said, `` Be well-off, this is my for the first time time ''. I said `` ok. '' I thought for a moment and said `` Would you like me to lap you to get it wet '' ? She was silent for a minute and hesitantly said `` Are you sure ? '' As confidantly as I could muster, I said `` sure. '' I moved my oral fissure down to her pussy. It smelled wonderful ! I gave it a lick. It tasted fantastic ! I kept licking and probing my glossa deep into her until I thought she was sufficently wet. I sat up and grabbed my cock. I aimed for her now wet puss and pushed. Her pussy was tight. I pushed and the nous entered. I thought I was going to cum right on then. We were both breathing hard. I pushed again, trying to get in deeper. It did not want to go. Her articulatio genus were bent. I spread her knee with my paw. I pushed again and more than of my stopcock slid into her. She gave a slight moan. I pushed again, more resistance. I started to pump with just a couple of inch in her. I was going to cum in her. I could palpate the pressure building inside of me. I said '' I am going to cum. '' I held it off for as long as I could and erupted into her. My cum, pumping into her. I emptied myself into her. I stayed in her until my cock went soft. My rooster slid out of her. She reached down and started stroking my cock. I started to sop up on her nipples. I really wanted to get hard again. After a few minutes, I could feel myself getting hard. I positioned my pecker at her pussy. I pushed it into her. My cum was a good lube. I pushed a bit harder and one-half of me was in her. She pushed her hips up. More of me slew into her. Karen was panting. I gave a push and all of me went into her. She moaned slightly. I started to slither my cock in and out of her. She had her heart closed and was breathing hard. I stopped pumping so she could do what pleased her. She moved her hips up and down. She was breathing genuine heavy. I started to pinch her tit. She thrust her hips up hard. I could feel her legs wag and quiver. I pumped hard and fast and exploded another encumbrance of my hot cum into her. This load felt bragging than the first one. I sat up and pulled her to me. I grabbed my blanket. She put her header on my shoulder and snuggled into me. I covered us up. She gave me a buss. The moving-picture show was playing and she drifted off to sleep. I fell asleep shortly after.

When I awoke, the drive-in was empty. It was 4:30. I woke Karen up. We put our clothes on and headed out. By the time we got dressed, it was a bit before 5:00. We did not reckon this out all that well. I could not shed her off at her household because she was supposed to be sleeping at a supporter 's. I said we could park at one of the plaza and slumber for a while. A few 60 minutes later, I dropped her off a few theatre away from her house. I asked her if I could call her again. She said `` I would wish that. ''