My childhood friend was a stunning beauty who always drew attention in class, a girl everyone couldn't help but notice. Worried about me after I became a shut-in and stopped going to school, she came to visit. I sulked and hid myself completely under the futon. Then, she climbed right into the futon with me and suddenly whispered with a gentle yet somehow bold voice, "Doing this now makes my heart race..." With those words, her demeanor completely changed, revealing she'd suddenly matured into a sensual girl. Excited, she straddled me, passionately French-kissing me over and over with sweet, affectionate lips, and eagerly enjoyed thrilling, heart-pounding sex.