I, Becca, the freshman little sister of the most talented, sexiest senior to ever walk the halls of Southbridge High School, stood at 5 foot 8. Brandon looked just like a little boy asking his mom for an extra piece of cake with those big, brown eyes. XXX With one more thrust, Brandon’s nut exploded. I moaned in pleasure, and came right after him. “Hey, Hannah?.. I pictured us kissing in the small car, and smiled with pleasure. I’ll see you later then. . . …Ummmhumm. . …ok. . …bye,” he snapped the phone shut. I shot my tounge into his mouth, and our tounges danced to the music playing softly out of the car radio. When we pulled in my driveway, I quickly got out, turned around, and blew him a kiss.
