"Great!" she shrieked, and wandered over to the couch. "I'm a little chilly. Would you mind sharing that blanket with me?" indian she asked. I lifted it enough so that she could slide in next to me. It barely covered her right leg, so she scooted over, pressing the left side of her body against me, pulling the blanket over to cover her legs. I felt the heat of her skin against me, and our bare thighs were pressed up against each other. She has no idea what she's doing to me, I thought to myself as my hard on was pounding and drops of pre-cum were leaking out. The scene in the movie changed to a party shot. Couples were dancing and holding each other close. I glanced down and noticed her eyes were transfixed upon the scene, as her breathing was noticeably quicker. Almost immediately, there was a close-up of a couple on a couch, not unlike the one we were sitting on, and as they kissed the male actor brought his arm over her shoulder and rested it inches above her breast. I was shocked when couple I heard Leslie whisper, "I sure wish I was that girl." "W-Well, m-maybe we could role play a little bit”, I stammered. I couldn't believe what each of us just said. I couldn't help myself, I was so horny! "I guess we could try," she whispered. Her voice was trembling and I could tell this little fox was getting as hot as I was. It was now or never. I summoned up some courage and slowly lifted my right arm around her head, letting my hand rest right where the boy in the film had his. He was caressing her ear now with his tongue, so I turned my head, still watching the screen, and darted my tongue around and into Lisa's ear. I could feel her shudder with delight at the touch. Both sex of us were still watching the scene on the TV, not wanting to look at each other, keeping some kind of detachment full -- like it wasn't really happening to us. Then came the moment I had been waiting for. The boy’s hand on the screen moved downward desi and began kneading the girl's right breast. Feeling totally lost in my own desire and lust-inspired temporary insanity, I too traced my fingers downward over her nighty and finally reached my goal. My hand cupped her tits easily, and I gently squeezed, causing Leslie to let out a little gasp, feeling the shock of another's hand on her tit maybe for the first time. I could feel her nipple piercing upright through the thin fabric of her nighty, and pressing against my palm. As I continued to squeeze her breast I could feel her whole chest rising and falling quickly in pace to her excited young breathing. This was incredible, I thought. Here I was feeling up this adorable high school girl in her own basement. I had only dreamed that I might actually cop a feel from Leslie just a few days ago, and now it was happening! But the mood was too perfect, and I was not about to stop there. I leaned over and kissed her lips with mine. A deeper more satisfying moan escaped from her lips this time. They crossed another rumble strip and Warrick began to slow down. U are so… not shy! His only comment on that was that they needed to be at desi least fourteen years old, and she agreed to that. I asked. “Laying abed all day like some enfeebled noble woman?” I queried. She took her hands and put them onto my knees. He found her couple seat of love, that hard sensitive piece of flesh guarding her dark sex cave of lust. “I know!” she moaned, trembling on the bed. She slid over, cuddling under my arm, placing my right hand young firmly on her breast. full “What?” I asked, shocked by that. “Yep. A tear formed in the corner of one blue eye and her lip trembled. "You are far more delusional than indian I thought you were.