I noticed that his pants were wet. I went to bed and noticed that had wet the Thilo themselves. A huge puddle of pee was in my bed. I shouted at him a...d said you have peed in my bed, what is the das Thilo just said I was not that I was not that. I said to him, clearly who it was because, as someone else has slept in it. Thilo said only: Sure thou Perhaps you've peed in bed and now I get the blame. I was boiling with rage, until he lies drunk on the floor, then I put him to sleep in my bed, so. I circled it with my tongue a few times then gripped it between my lips hard and began sucking it. She placed a hand behind my head to encourage me, the sounds of pleasure urging me on to do more. My free hand now continued to explore her back and the roundness of her buttock, down over her thigh then up into the valley between her legs. They opened automatically to my touch, permitting me to run my fingers through her pubic hair before resting for a moment at the wetness of her slit. My. A year or two later I found two magazines my brother had hidden away in our workshop. He had found them outside because they were all water damaged and you could tell that a car tire had driven across one of them imprinting the tire and sticking the pages together. One magazine was called Lezbo’s and feature two women posing in various acts with their legs wide open exposing their pussies & hairy bushes. That was the first time I had seen a women’s vagina. They showed pictures of the women. Her mind could do one thing, shut down. Liam asked finally, once he was able to find his voice, “Where are you taking us?”“Don’t worry about it, kid. Just sit back and relax. Play with those fun bags. Hell, use ‘em if you want.” Jake told the boy, as he kept the eye on the road, but at the same time in the rear mirror, seeing what the boy would do. “It’s not like you won’t be doing so soon enough, hell by the time my family is done with you two, you would have lost your virginity to her.Liam.