A shiver ran down my spine, and I almost dropped the beer bottle in my hand. I swallowed, my Adam's apple bobbing in my throat, as I rubbed her with hesitant fingers. Her s*x was soft and already wet with desire that I could even feel it through the fabric of her pants.
This girl's boldness seemed to know no bounds; it was one pleasant surprise after another with her. And as a man with a perfectly functional libido, there was no way I could turn her down.
I stroked her harder, sliding my fingers along the delicious crack I felt beneath her thin underwear. The girl's breathing grew more and more labored by the moment. Her small fingers gripped my biceps even more tightly. But then, all of a sudden, she pushed my hand away and stood up.
"Why aren't you answering my questions?" she asked i
