Oh, to be sixteen again when my friends and I started to practice kissing at our occasional sleepovers. This was, of course, to prepare ourselves for boys. But it was oh so good. Naturally, one thing led to another and before you knew it, we were naked an...
I really liked Mr & Mrs Bolter. She was a kind lady who seemed to have boundless energy and was part of all kinds of voluntary work and events for the local church. She was always out and about in her little Volkswagen car. Mr Bolter always seemed to have...
I slide my dark, innocent eyes up to your face as you slip the thick head of your cock from your pants. I lose my breath, knowing what you want from me is my first blow job. I am scared of the unknown and the path this act will set my feet upon but I part...
