You'll be experimenting with boys your own age soon enough. You don't need to hurry. Twelve is much too young." I'm almost thirteen."I smiled and shoo... my head. The kid is cute. And she appears to be remarkably well developed for a twelve going on thirteen year old. But I have my limits. If she was seventeen I'd be all over her sweet ass. I'd happily use her to humiliate her parents. But I expect to be using all of my energy pile driving my cock into her mother until she bores me. Then I'm. We lay and kissed for hours, whispering our feelings and thoughts to eachother. Feeling the new and special bond that we had unearthed by sharing our feelings. Friday morning we both had to get up for school, so I borrowed some of Derek's old clothes and we walked along together. Laughing and Joking, we talked about everything that had happened in our lives since that night two years ago. When we eventually got to the school gates, we shared a quick kiss before separating to go and find our. She was all ready aroused but this was something else entirely. His hand engulfed her breast but the finger that brushed the nipple was as gentle as a feather. He gently massaged the nipple between his fingers, the bud grew even more with erotic excitement. He unbuttoned the top of her dress and slowly lifted her off the ground so he could expertly unhook her bra. He took the nipple in his mouth and sucked ever so slowly and tenderly. HE was gently nipping her nipple with his teeth, and she was. She took the glass from my hand and set it down beside her own. Then she hauled my tee shirt over my breasts, and up and over my head.'Oh God,' I moaned as she shed her waistcoat and pulled off her smock. Her hair flopped across her face, her waif-like beauty was utterly stunning.She moved my hand to her breast and tentatively I ran my fingers over the nipple. It was livid-pink and tensely taut. 'Your tits are nice too,' I whispered, feeling incredibly daring. They were small and firm, the rosy.