“So what’s the deal here?” She asked playfully. Ty stood quiet for a moment, not quite understanding what she meant. “With the fridge? What’s the deal?” she said.
His heart slowed down and bit and although his pants were still feeling awfully tight he was happy to have something else to concentrate on for just a minute. It was hard to do while Cassy slid herself up onto the kitchen counter and let her long tan legs dangle loosely. Her thighs drifting apart. He couldn’t help but steal quick glances at her tiny bikini bottoms covering what he was sure to be a clean shaven, tiny, sweet, young little pussy.
“Well looks like just a few new lines need to be put in and things should be great. Shouldn’t take me long at all. You’re mom said to go ahead and fix whatever needed to be fixed.” Ty said crawling back down to the bottom of the fridge on his hands and knees to get a better look at the lines.
“Cool.” Was all she said in return. Ty learned that Cassy was 22 and currently studying at the local college. She was a business major but didn’t seem as interested in her course study as her father would like her to be”. She had also earned a volleyball scholarship but was enjoying her summer off. For a few minutes Ty could here Cassy telling him that the boat had belonged to her dad and she spent a lot of time on it growing up. His ears perked up when she admitted she would miss being able to sunbathe nude and go off-shore fishing with her dad’s hot business partners. She trailed off and for a few minutes he heard nothing.
As he turned to pick himself up off the floor he was confronted with the V of a tiny white bikini bottom. Cassy was standing over him and his breath came in short, shallow gasps as he sat stunned for a moment. He couldn’t look up and yet he couldn’t look away. He felt Cassy’s long fingers snake through his messy hair and trail down the back of his neck. He could see the goose bumps raise up on her thighs as his breath continued to tickle her skin.
“You want to eat my pussy don’t you?” She asked huskily. Ty’s cock nearly jumped through his zipper.
Cassy’s other hand ran down her flat stomach and into her bikini bottom. He watched as she slid her fingers back and forth over what he imagined was her clit. The hand at the back of his neck moved back into his hair and became just a little more firm. Ty slowly ran his hands up her smooth calves and he raised to his knees. Cassy pulled her bikini bottoms to one side and Ty was hit with the sweet smell of her hot pussy. Her pouty lips protruded out at him just begging to be tasted. She reached down and slid her middle finger deep inside herself. He could hear how wet she was in just that one small motion. She withdrew her finger and pulled his head back to look him in the eye.
“Do you want to taste this?” She asked him. All he could say was “Fuck yes!”
Cassy slowly teased him by gliding her dripping wet finger over his hungry lips. Ty parted them and she slid it into his mouth. He sucked the hot juice clean from her finger and just knew that his pants were going to rip open if he didn’t get them off very soon. He reached up and grabbed her ass pulling her hips closer to his face but she pulled his head back away from her by his hair. She giggled and warned him, “My terms.”