..il se laissait doucement faire....j'avais très peu d'expérience hormis l'histoire du mec au camping (cf. histoire de mon dépucelage), mais la sen...ation de caresser ce gros membre m'excitait, m'intriguait, je me demandais si moi aussi, à son age, j'aurai une grosse bite comme lui.Mon oncle tourna dans un petit chemin qui s'enfoncait en foret, on roulait désormais vraiment doucement, je m'accrochais toujours a sa bite sous son short qui était prete à exploser lol ...Puis je sentis une de ses. Ian left and let Gene smoke his joint. Over the next 2 weeks Ian kept giving Gene laced joints and the fool kept smoking them. He never once considered his sudden sickness was because of Ian. Janet was also stumped. She thought that Gene had a flu or something. She was beautiful but dumber than a bag of rocks. As Gene was getting worse, Janet spent more time with Ian, growing closer and trusting him more. By the 3rd week, Gene was gone, and Janet was all alone with Ian. With Kathy’s. Then we pulled away and went to bed.The next day I had school, all day I kept thinking of my father's dick and instantly I would become wet and needed his dick. So at lunch, I went to go find Jordan, the biggest dicked guy I knew. He almost had my father beat in thickness, but he surely beat him in a little length. I pulled him into the girls bathroom where I quickly acted by whispering into his ear "Oh Jordan, I've been wanting you for so long, please baby, you have to fuck me." He quickly. She watched the veins in his shaft grow dark and pulse with his need for release. She was so close…Then came the frantic squeezing on her ass and she smiled. “Soon… very soon, Ben,” she said softly, obviously to herself, for his ears were imprisoned by her soft flesh.She knew how badly he needed to come, but that he needed to breathe even more. THIS was the type of control she needed, different than what Jenny wanted. Given enough time, she would teach him how to come every time she smothered.