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She moved out of my embrace and shifted until she could straddle the bench we were both sitting on. Once she was situated, she gave me a dirty grin and quickly grabbed my shirt and yanked me over until I was laying on top of her and she started kissing me again. I managed to move my hands to the bench below her so I could push myself up and avoid crushing her. When I gave her some room to breathe I felt some movement happening as she squirmed beneath and while I thought that meant she wanted to get up, that didn't seem to be the case because she kept pulling me back in every time I tried to move. I didn't realize what she was doing until I noticed that her shirt was all of a sudden bunched up around her neck. A little bit of subtle movements with my hands later, I discovered that she had not only pulled her shirt up to her neck but she had managed to slide out of her skirt too.

I pulled out of the kiss in surprise and she used this to her advantage to quickly slide out of her shirt and toss it to the floor before pulling me back into another kiss. Now, I didn't feel like I was in the proper position to make this situation work so I rolled to the side off of the bench and onto the floor, pulling her with me so that she landed on top of me. She looked down at me with what I can only describe as the beginnings of lust in her eyes. and with that she gave me a small nod when I reached my hands behind her back before diving back into kissing me. I gently and slowly slid my hands up her back to her bra strap causing her to shudder and shiver. I then undid her bra clasp and pulled it from around her body because lucky for me, it was a bra with no shoulder straps. When I slid my hands down her body to her underwear though, after causing another round of shivers, she shook her head against my mouth. She then pulled out of the kiss and told me to close my eyes. I did as she asked out of respect for her methods. She helped me to stand up and then I felt small hands at the bottom of my shirt. She quickly pulled it up over my head, with a little help of course, and when I straightened back up again I heard a small gasp and a quiet squeal of delight which I guessed was more in response to my toned abs from my years as a swimmer rather than the probably pretty blatant boner that was likely tenting my pants at that point. She then had me kneel down and she guided my hands to her hips. With a "Now keep your eyes closed and no straying hands" she gave my hands a gentle push.

I happily took my cue and started pulling her underwear to her ankles. Once I estimated I had her underwear at her ankles, I felt her step out of them and then take them from my hands. Before I could do anything else I felt her putting her hands in my pocket and then take them out but I still felt something in my pocket that wasn't there before. That was when I realized that she had given me her panties to keep to remember this awesome day by. She helped me stand back up and then I felt her small hands tracing the area around my waistband. In a couple quick motions she had my pants and underwear in her hand and she dropped both to my ankles in one swift motion. Then I heard a very audible gasp and a small nervous giggle followed by sounds of wonder. That would be the reaction to my 8 inch dick I guess. I didn't think it was all that big, admittedly above average, but not that big. Then again, she had never seen a dick before I guess.