Then one afternoon, when her aunt was away, she brought him back to her room and let him put his hands on her tits.

"DO you like my tits?" she asked.

"Super!" he hissed.

"Are you a virgin?" she said.

"Shit, no!" he grunted.

She thought he might be lying. She didn't care. He couldn't be any worse than the boys she'd already screwed, and he might be better.

"Would you like to fuck me?"

He stopped squeezing her tits and stared at her with amazement in his eyes. "Do you really mean it?"

She smiled at his eagerness. The bulge in his crotch looked bigger than ever. She was turned on now. She was horny as hell. She kissed him and then she began undressing.

He watched her with a hypnotized stare as she slipped off her blouse and unhooked her bra. After peeling her panties off, she straightened up and cupped her hands under her lush tits.

"Promise me you'll keep quiet about this," she said. "If my aunt finds out, she'll kill me."

"Jesus!" Kevin breathed, "Don't worry about that. Christ, what a pair of tits!"

"Come on," she laughed, "Get your clothes off."

She helped him undress. Whatever reservations she had had about what she was doing quickly vanished the moment she saw his throbbing young cock and tight pink balls.

The boys groaned when she put her hand on his prick. She plastered her mouth against his and drew him down onto the bed.

"I'm hot!" she whispered. "I hope you know how to fuck!"