As my main sex fantasy object, she got me through many cold nights in the mountains, if you get my drift — doing elbow exercises and yearning for he....It was Thursday, before spring break, as we partied at Louie's. Louie (his real name) served heavy cheap food — it kept us sober longer. The noisy crowd interfered with the band trying to play to everyone. Four or five sat in our booth, depending, but I didn't hear much of the conversation. I danced with one of the girls in our booth a few times,. He set his own alarm for 4:30 AM too, then went to bed, taking the Attla book with him. He was tired, though; a few pages were enough to set him nodding, even though it was really interesting stuff.At 4:00 AM, the alarm was mighty demanding, but Josh drug himself out of bed, anyway. He was pretty sure the activity wouldn't wake his mother; she'd long since learned to sleep through wierd call hours. "Ain't you gonna sleep in?" Walt asked as he met Josh as he came out of the bathroom."Thought I'd. His face contorted in pleasure, and he was hammering now though, the last effort of a boy losing control. I looked back at the boy under me, and he was jacking off, basically winning it for me! Then I realized this was the red headed boy. He was going for seconds! Did I underestimate the challenge? I completely forgot how many times 11 year-old boys could go for it. When the blond boy grunted, he pushed in one last time, and I felt the first real SHOT of cum of the day. 4. I didnt want to hurt her though, so I slid one finger back inside of her. I wanted to feel that pressure though. I wanted to feel the tightness of her on my fingers. Again I placed the pair at the center of her hole. I leaned down and kissed her again, hard and ravenous, biting and sucking on her lips, and as she moaned I shoved my fingers inside of her. It was so wet that they slid in without catching, but it was tight and the pressure on my fingers was incredible. She arched her back and then.