Later, as she lay back in his arms watching the movie, she could feel his hand against her bate flesh as he slipped it up under her T-shirt. She knew exactly what was going to happen next, but it always thrilled her. First he would fondle her breasts, and then, when she was built up to a wild pitch, Robin would always take his cock out and masturbate him. That was their ritual at the drive-in for a long time, and though they never had intercourse, they seemed perfectly satisfied with the arrangement. Naturally there were times when Lance had became overly excited and begged her to let him fuck her, but she had always refrained. Robin would have loved to have his hard cock in her pussy, but she was reluctant to give up her virginity.

"Gee that feels good," she whispered, feeling his hand cupping her bra-less boobs under the T-shirt.

Rolling the soft tit in his hand, Lance gently squeezed her nipple between thumb and forefinger, feeling it beginning to sprout in response. The size and hardness of her nipples when she was excited always turned him on.

"Not too hard," she whispered, darting her little tongue against his ear lobe. She could feel her buds expanding, little electric thrills shooting through her as he lightly nipped and squeezed her sensitive flesh. Rubbing her hand over his crotch, Robin could feel his cock throbbing through his pants.

Releasing her nipples, Lance raised her T-shirt, exposing her firm breasts. Her tittie buds were cherry-hard and the swollen areolas around them were covered with exciting little goose bumps.

Holding her breath, she watched him move down until his warm lips slipped around one of her swollen nipples.

"Oooooh, honey," she whispered, feeling her soft, excited flesh being sucked into his hot, wet mouth.

Lance's tongue moved across the firm bud, teasing it from side to side for a few moments and then, parting his lips, he sucked more of her breast into his mouth, playfully nipping into the flesh.