She's an aggressive kisser. I'm not sure I was expecting tongue, but it was there right away. Her hands roamed, also, right to my waist and lower back. She turned to me and started to put a leg up over mine, but decided not to. After a minute or so, we stopped, giggling like school girls. She told me how much she loved my boobs, and how hot she thought I was, and how she wanted so badly to make out during my birthday but didn't know if I was "that kind" of girl. We sat on the couch for a little bitΒΈ talking about how we each secretly wanted to share a bed when she slept over during RUSH. Before long, we had decided it was time to go to bed. She asked if she could sleep in her underwear, and of course I agreed, and changed into cheer shorts and a sports bra myself.
We climbed into bed and she lay on her side facing me. I don't quite remember the small talk, but soon she mentioned that her bra was uncomfortable and asked if she could sleep without it. I agreed. She inched closer, and I turned toward her as well as we continued our talking. Finally, she said, "You're so hot." I was beyond positive then of what was going to happen. I told her how hot it was that she was in my bed in just her panties, and she asked me to join her. I did, and soon I told her that I wanted to make out some more. And so we did.