I pulled softly on her hair, tipping her head back and kissed down her neck. She moaned and placed her hands behind her. She arched her back, pushin... her chest forward as I kissed down her neck. I reached up and unbuttoned her blouse. I spread it open and took turns sucking those dark puffy nipples. Her hips began to grind slowly on the counter, so I knew she was ready.I sucked her nipple hard and pulled my head back, letting it slip between my lips and looked up and her and said, “Lay. ‘You’re right, if I kill you she won’t take me back. She’s made her decision, she doesn’t want me. Well if I can’t have her, maybe nobody else should either. Yeah, if I kill her you can’t have her either.’ Steve said. He pointed the gun at Sara. ‘You’d better kill me first Steve, because if you shoot her I swear to God that I will torture you for months before I let you die.’ I said. Steve returned his attention to me, but he lowered his guard for a moment and I grabbed the gun, pulled it from. I stood up and went over to my full length mirror. At 13 I was short for my age, 5’4” to be exact. But I had a nice build with a lot of muscle. I had short brown hair and a nice smile, according to the girls in my class. I looked down at my dick. It was around 5 ½”, if I were to guess and had barely any hair around it. “Let’s go Bradley!” shouted Mom. “I’m coming, geez!”“Don’t you start any trouble you hear me?” my dad said angrily,” You know how your grandmother is into old fashioned. He could be mad at me when it was over. The guys size had me interested but worried. To be honest, the guy's size scared me. I didn't know they got that size. I decided to go slow. I took my top off and handed the guys another beer. I poured me a big glass of wine. We talked as we drank. I stayed in the boat. In time, I took a deep breath and took off my bottom. I was completely nude in front of a stranger. I still couldn't bring myself to go to the guys. I served another round of drinks as I.