She started moaning and then I started to byte and press the boob very hard with the other hand.Then I pulled her panty and her pussy is already juicy...I started kissing on pussy and finger fucked her.She is moaning like oh come on my boy stop playing and start punishing me…. Make me cry… Aaah.. Mmmm …. Aaaaa..Fuck it..Then I asked her is it ok if I am rough with you.She said punish me like a bitch and fuck me all holes and positions.Those words made me crazy and horny.Then I bought said her to. A boy, who looked about 11, was cute as hell, blonde hair and brown eyes. His name is Daniel. I remember him from last year because he would do crazy shit on the diving board. Front and back flips, side flips, one and a half’s and all of them almost perfectly. If this kid ever goes onto the diving team in high school he is going to kill it! I told him this several times. I never really talked to him much the summer prior just always watched in fascination on how this boy can do all these dive. Among my friends was a fellow named David L___, about thirteen months my senior, but with whom I shared an immediate and easy rapport. My family lived in a corner duplex apartment; his in the same configuration at the end of the block.David's family was interesting. He and his three younger sisters lived with their (relatively young) grandparents. Their son and his wife had gotten the "d" word, scandalous back then, and had unceremoniously dumped the four kids on Gramma and Grampa L___.Of the. I knew I could always use my room and settle there until my feet were planted in some other endeavor. That was what drew me home this weekend.I guess the biggest problem I had was I had to clean out my apartment in Stewart City. My work had been there and it was far enough away from home that I had my independence and near enough that I could pop home for the weekend whenever the mood swung that way.Even though I'd had a real nice job and great pay, I didn't have much there to cart away. I'd.