My Best Friend's Divorced Dad (Part 6)

Exactly two days after she lost her cherry to Rick, Kitty was lounging on the front seat of his car. Rick was dropping her off to university since her car broke down. 

  It had something to do with Grace mentioning to Kitty that her dad was going to visit her on campus – a few hours later, Kitty's car “suddenly” stopped working. She had innocently suggested to her mom that she could hitch a ride with Grace’s dad so she wouldn’t miss the freshmen orientation.

  The drive was at least a couple of hours long and Kitty was already excited the minute she got in the passenger’s seat.

   “Hot day,” Kitty remarked as Rick pulled out of their driveway. At the same time, she slid off her jacket just as Rick glanced on her side to check the rearview mirror.

   He stared at the tight tank top that hugged Kitty’s tits, the fabric wrapping each shapely boob and the outline of her nipples punctuating each creamy, soft mound. The sight of it made