"Now, Robert, stroke in and out slowly until I tell you to speed up." Yeeesss," I groaned in pleasure.Since I blew my first load quickly, I did last a...lot longer the second time. As I stroked, she matched me stroke for stroke, in a long, lazy, very pleasurable fuck. It just seemed to go on and on. Finally, though, as the climax built, we sped up the pace, stroking faster and faster.We exploded more or less together in an ecstasy of pleasure and love fluids. My load seemed as large or larger. And oh sweet Jesus. Her mouth felt so amazing on my dick. Soft. She moved down my shaft. I lay there, and she just kept moving up and down slowly. I heard her slow down, and say, "I didn't know if you were gonna cum or not. I know, like some guys do."I just said, "I wasn't going to. But I mean, I can if you want."She said, "Well, you can if you want. Or, you can, you know, wait until later." I just nodded and said, "Yes. I"ll wait," and good lord, she did it again, just sucked on me slowly,. Just thinking about it made him nauseous. He had just turned 13, and it was 1959.Sex. He didn't want any part of it, but still he kept getting these strange urges. It got worse as he got older, and hair began sprouting on his face and chest.He was afraid of girls. They were strange and mysterious creatures who wanted to entice him to do these sickening things. Kissing, and touching, and all that other stuff. But he needed something. He just didn't know what."Is that what queers do? They. One day I cast as spell that caused a vase to explode near the old man,cutting his cheek, he leapt at me gripping me by the arms.I panicked and shouted out in horror, he slapped me across the face."Shut up you little sissy, look what you've done to me. You're souseless, all you're good for is having big tits. He looked down and myfull chest and began to grope me. I pulled away in horror, but heslapped me again.He continued to paw me, sliding his hands into my bra and cupped my bigtits, I.