آپ had been watching re-runs of Mickey ماؤس in your room, wishing آپ could see your boyfriend, Two-Bit, but you’re grounded. آپ slipped off your jean shorts and started looking for something of Two-Bit’s that آپ could wear. As آپ تلاش for his پسندیدہ hoodie, آپ hear a knock on your window. آپ look and see your پسندیدہ greaser guy standing there. آپ slide open the window and he kisses آپ before آپ could say something. آپ pulled away from him and whispered, “What are آپ doing here? آپ know I’m grounded!” He climbed into your purple room and wrapped his arms around you, “I couldn’t go another منٹ without seeing my little Miney Mouse.” آپ sat back down on your بستر and Two-Bit lied down اگلے to you. He began brushing his fingers through آپ hair, “You know what we haven’t done in a long time…” آپ turned around quickly, “Keith, we aint doing it right now!” آپ whisper-shouted, “We can’t, not with my mom sleeping اگلے to my room.” “Awe c’mon.” He کہا pulling آپ close to him. He sucked on my neck and I giggled trying to pull him off of me. “Two-Bit stop!” آپ paused after detaching him from your neck, “Did آپ bring your car here?” آپ ask him. His face lights up, “Yeah! Let’s go!” آپ shush him, “Shut up! Okay, but a quick one. Let me grab some shorts.” He laughed, “I’m just gonna take them off of ya anyways.” آپ laughed at him and hopped out the window. Good thing it’s a one-story house, آپ can sneak out so much easier. آپ guys run to his car, laughing and holding hands. He opens the door and آپ lay down on the back seat. He gets on سب, سب سے اوپر of آپ then slams the door behind him, “Now where were we?” He questioned but آپ interrupted him سے طرف کی pulling down his کالر and roughly kissing him. He already stuck his hand down your underwear, rubbing your slits. Your spine curled as he hit your G-spot. آپ could feel him laughing as he kissed you. آپ pushed away from him, “Why are آپ laughing?” آپ asked him, “Were doing it in my car.” He giggled. آپ just smiled and pulled him back to your face. Even though آپ guys were having sex, آپ two still made jokes. آپ undid his بیلٹ, پٹی and pushed down his pants probably to his knees یا so. He pulled his hands away from your underwear and slipped it under آپ shirt, cupping your breast. The kiss was getting sloppier, but آپ didn’t care. آپ ran your fingers through his sandy brown greaser hair. He removed his lips from yours and pulled his hand out of your shirt, “And now for the best part.” آپ laughed at him, but آپ loved the way he could joke around with anything. He slid down your panties and pushed his length into you. آپ moaned as آپ through your head back and bit your lip. He pressed his hand down against the seat, hovering his face over yours. He pushed in and out, آپ moaned, “Faster, babe… Faster!” He did as آپ commanded. آپ dug your nails into his back; Two-Bit cringed but kept pumping inside you. In and out, up and down, he continued to push. He yelled, “AWE FUCK!” and he climaxed at the same time as آپ did. He leaned his head down and breathed heavily. آپ pulled up his chin, and looked him straight into his big tired eyes, “I love آپ so much Two-Bit.” He kissed آپ softly, then looked around at his car, “Man, we sure did fog up the windows.”