<strong>Amanda</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Large House Party<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1 - Night<br/><br/>Amanda let out a short squeal when Jamal took a firm grasp of her breasts through her shirt. The unexpectedness of it, along with the football player's strong hands, caught her off guard. It took only an instant to get used to it, however, and she was soon cooing to ever roll of his palm and pinch of his fingers. Her own hands were in cruise control, and it wasn't for Jamal speaking, she'd still be absentmindedly stroking away at his manhood.<br/><br/>With a bit of hesitation, Amanda pulled away from Jamal. She looked at him dead in the eyes, her teeth lightly biting down on her bottom lip before her tongue swiped along it. The sexy look didn't last for very long since her attention shifted down to his cock rather quickly. It really was a show stopper, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to try. Without a word, the teenaged blonde pulled her shirt up and over her head and drunkenly danced out of her tight skirt, leaving her in a matching set of underwear and her favourite heels. She reached behind her back to loosen the clip that held her breasts, but just as her fingers touched it, she decided to spin around, turning her back to Jamal. "Think you can help me out, stud? I always hated these things..."