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... gorgeous young woman!” “I wouldn’t say I’m gorgeous, I think there’s a lot wrong with me to be honest.” “In what way is there anything wrong with you?” “Well, there’s friends of mine that have bigger boobs than me. And I kind of wish my hair was a bit more interesting… “I don’t know much about hair, but; seriously, you’re breasts are… More than fine!” “I don’t know about that.” “Amy, trust me. I’m positive that you have an amazing body!” Ben adjusted himself again as he sat, one arm by his side and the other wrapped around the back of the headrest. “Well, sometimes I catch a look at myself in the mirror, you know like getting out of the shower or something and I think I look pretty good. I’m quite proud of my behind actually, I think it’s a nice ass.” I sniggered and pressed my hand against my chest, running it down the seat belt. Ben was nodding without a word to say as I reached down and unbuckled myself, the belt zipped back; rubbing my breasts as it did. “Sometimes I’ll just stand there and look at myself naked in the mirror” He took another deep gulp. “You will?” “Yeah, quite a lot actually I’ll do that. Do you think that’s normal?” he paused. “You know, I bet it is,” he said pointing to me. “I bet if I looked like that I’d never get anything done!” rapturous laughter exploded out of me, and I took the opportunity to sneak a glance at his groin, the car was dark and his pants were black but I saw the unmistakable ridge of a semi-erect penis. “How would you dress if you ...

... were me then, and you had the chance to look?” “To be honest, I don’t think I’d wear anything! Actually what you’re wearing now is pretty, you know… Fine!” “Just fine?” I asked, grabbing the hem of my skirt. “Well, no; it’s fantastic is what I mean.” “You like what I’m wearing then?” “Definitely!” He exclaimed. I raised a hand and ruffled my hair, lifting it over one ear slightly and felt my eye lids get heavier as my desire brewed to boiling point. Staring sultrily at his crotch, I made it obvious to him that I knew he was clearly aroused. His eyes followed mine down to his own manhood, where his hand began to fidget with the fabric in an attempt to relieve the pressure that was mounting underneath. Ben looked to me. I brought both hands up to my blouse and started to unfasten the buttons from top to bottom, as slowly as I could, making sure to maintain eye contact with him as I did. It fell open majestically, revealing to him my elegant lace bra; my nipples, clearly visible through the fabric. His seat took a few clicks back and he adjusted the headrest, getting comfortable. I could see in his eyes that he was longing for my lips to be wrapped around his swollen bell end, which was lucky because that’s what I wanted to do. My heart was fluttering and I could feel my cheeks filling with heat; luckily they weren’t as visibly red as they perhaps might have been under different lighting, but the only available light was that of the lamppost a few yards away from the car. I could ...