In a second his lips had engulfed her other nipple. He was making wet, sucking sounds as he nipped and bit at her tender tit-tip. And the magic things he was doing with his tongue, sanding her across tit-tip, driving it around and around in tiny circles, while all the time squeezing her tit. Ginny twisted to the left, then to the right, her long blonde hair matting against her dampened cheeks and forehead. Beads of perspiration dotted her flesh while Justin kept sucking tit.

"Mmmmmmm," she sighed.

He was fully on top of her now. His fingers were clutching at the underside of her cunt mound. They divided the naked crack beneath the soaked cotton and pushed deep. Ginny sucked in a breath. Digging her chin into his broad shoulders, the girl tried to squirm away from his probing fingers. She was afraid he'd be fucking her soon after he'd dragged her cotton panties off. Justin was so heavy, so insistent. She knew lie wanted to get her panties off now to fuck her. Yet no matter how much the girl wanted to feel his prick inside her, still the thought of having something that big and hard fucking her frightened Ginny to death. Fucking. It had such a dangerous sound, that word. Dangerous and yet so very, very exciting.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhh!"

Justin was still fumbling with her panties, his fingers pulling down. Ginny could feel the elastic rubbing up against her thighs. He was smoothing his hands along her legs, drawing them down to her knees, then sliding them back up until they were caressing her ass cheeks again. Ginny was going wild. His cock had slipped a little lower now, almost under her cunt mound. She could feel it. She had soaked her panty crotch with hot juice while he pumped his prick against the crack. Yes, she could tell where the crown of his cock head was. It was shoving up the fluffy cotton material up between her cunt lips.

"Ohhhh, baby, could rub up against you all the time. But I got better things than dry fuckin' you."