As he pushed up against the wall he was still soft so only about two inches came through. But it was a quality two inches, fat and juicy. As I inhale... his male aroma, I leaned forward and slipped the reddish purple head between my lips, running my tongue all around it in my mouth. I heard him moan, “Uuuum,” as I closed my lips around the shaft and savored the slightly sweaty taste. I felt it twitch as the moist warmth of my mouth brought it to life. As the two inches turned to four and then. Mom, how come you have to get dressed up to drop me off? Oh I said. Well, you know how you want to look good in front of your friends? Not wear anything with princesses or flowers on them? I said, half-teasing the fact that she wanted to dress more like a grown-up now. mhm she nodded. Well Im doing the same for when I meet Tinas parents and the other moms that are dropping off your friends oh! I get it! she smiled, buckling herself up in the car. Yeah, good sweetie! You wouldnt want me to. It went in easier this time, but it was still a very tight fit, and Ican remember the way he made me grunt as he stretched me open. Itsounded so animalistic, so undignified.He began moving in and out, slowly at first, but picking up speed. Oncemore, I was a victim to my body's sensations. It was overwhelming, a mixof pain and pleasure, and I knew instinctively that he was ready tofinish. He launched into some frenzied humping, his enormous bellyslapping early against my ass, still tender from. They were willing to see past the mixed Southern accent, which I had acquired from years of moving all of the South and Mid-Atlantic area. The senior boys especially were always nice to me, although when word got around that I wasn't as dumb and naive as people thought I was, and that I wouldn't put out easily, the older boys tended to steer clear. Up until that afternoon, sleeping with an older man had been a passing fantasy. I had always got along better with people older than myself, as I.