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... off into the crowd of people talking and eating nearby. I slid myself back into his lap and his eyes fell on me once again. I smiled cheerfully and said "you need these, don't cha?" After another moment of silence he finally spoke. "Yes. Uh. Yeah. Sorry. Thanks. So how's your last year of high school?" He wanted to know. Everything he said was so.. Meaningful. People ask questions all day and they couldn't care less what the answer was. Not him, Jax asked things because he cared about them. "Schools ok. The boys are dumb. Immature." "Sweetie give them a break. They're bodies are going nuts. Their horny as hell and ugly as shit cause of the acne and confusion. They mean well and they will figure it out" he advised. "If you say so. I narrowed my vision and f***ed full eye contact trying to ignore my racing heart. "I need someone now, though. Someone mature. Smart. Funny. Now." I spoke in almost a whisper and he was starting to get the message. "Ah, look. Honey." His hands felt so comforting along my face. His eyes were so serious. "You're beautiful." He wanted to shoot me down. He wanted to shove me away. He didn't want to have my bare little chubby pussy resting above his cock with nothing but a thin layer of denim to soak up the wetness I couldn't help or hide. "You're beautiful" he said again. I was paying close attention to the others. They were lost in some argument over the last season of some dumb series on TV. "Thank you Jax. You make me feel beautiful. Not just ...

... because you say it. I can actually feel beautiful things happen inside of me when I'm around you." My hips had developed a mind of their own. I noticed myself slowly grinding on his jeans. "You know what you're doing is wrong and I'm wrong for" his voice cracked and he choked on his words. "For having a hard-on? " I asked. "You're wrong about being wrong." I argued and took another look to make sure we were not being watched. "They're busy. They're not going to come over this way. We stink." I wanted him to relax. But I liked how his tense muscles added to the feeling of excitement. "I'm not scared to put your cock inside of me. But I am unsure of how to get it out of those pants. Help me?" I used my best puppy dog face and sad eyes to persuade him into giving me what I've always wanted. "You know I can't do that." He spoke though his teeth. A few more seconds passed and our eyes stayed locked. My grinding became more aggressive as I felt the urge to have him inside of me grow stronger. "I'll do it myself." I lowered a hand and found the base of his balls. My finger nail grazed the seam of his jeans and i flattened my palm against him as I got closer to the zipper. His cock was large I assumed. It filled my hand and I realized the pain that might come with such a nice big cock. It was worth it I decided. "Big" I smiled in unison with him as he must have understood what was going through my mind. I pushed the button through and felt relieved when I did so without looking foolish. ...