As she rapidly thrust her hips up to my hand, I shoved a finger into her hole. My First Lover I was a sixteen-year-old high school sophomore in the Spring of 1964. XXX I told him we’d be getting a burger and going to a movie. I reached into the top of her blouse and squeezed her left tit through her bra. We dressed and cuddled through the rest of the double feature. It didn’t take her long to loosen my belt, unbutton and unzip my pants. Her blouse seemed a bit too small. The car was a 1951, two-toned green, Chevy Deluxe, with an in-line six-cylinder, and an automatic transmission.
