My Parents Won’t Be Home for Hours

An excerpt from My Parents Won't Be Home for Hours

Mr. Banifich's car pulled out of the driveway at a leisurely pace and started down Birch Street. Kelly turned away form the window, kicking off her shoes and unbuttoning her blouse. "Come on, fast," she urged.

"Are you crazy?" Tom asked in disbelief. "Your mom is going to home any minute!"

But Kelly tossed her blouse aside and leveled her big, dark eyes at him. "Then we'd better hurry."

Her breasts popped out of her bra. Tom stared. Kelly pressed against him and ran her hand down his thigh. "Are you going to stare at them all day," Kelly asked, "or are you going to suck them?"

"Where?" the boy asked dumbly.

"Right here, silly." She tugged his T-shirt out of his blue jeans.

"On your parents' couch?"

"Mm-hmm," she said, running a hand down his bare chest and pushing him firmly down on it. "It's got a lot of bounce to it."

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