When the dusty-blond boy's face zoomed in close to hers, so close that she could feel the hot rasps of his breath, Jackie could hardly force herself to turn away! Every fiber of her young, inexperienced being was tense and taut with anticipation, and she arched her neck so that her full, ruby red lips were parted sensuously just below Gary's freshly shaved chin, and she didn't even resist when he clamped his hot mouth down over hers. His long, wet tongue shot lewdly between her surprised lips, and his cheeks suctioned voraciously until she thought that her whole mouth would slide right down his throat!

The excited, youthful athlete held the kiss for what seemed like hours and his hands grasped firmly the thin jersey of Jackie's light sweater, yanking it roughly up over her shoulders until it encircled her neck like a bulky, bunched up necklace. His big, roughly calloused hands were at her bra hook immediately, groping frantically to release her full female mounds from the confines of the skimpy white brassiere her mother had bought for her deliberately. It was only then that Jackie's turquoise eyes flew open in dismay, and she jerked against the youth's firm body.

"Mmmm… MMMMPH!" she sputtered into his hotly clasping mouth. "Oh!" she gasped, pushing against him with both hands to free herself from his intense, dangerous grip. "Gary, don't… Oh, God, please I…"

The young football player grinned menacingly as Jackie looked down and saw that her upper torso was almost naked. Her slinky blue sweater was bunched up around her neck and her brassiere was hanging precariously from the heaving fleshy orbs of her lushly ripened breasts, threatening to fall off completely as soon as the last hook was loosened. Instinctively, her small hands flew up to cover her virginal exposure and pull her sweater down, but the sudden movement only served to release the last tiny hook-and-eye of her bra clasp.