Shawn and I would have many more sleepovers in the next few months and we’d continue our fun at night, rubbing and tugging and sucking each other. W... never got around to actually fucking each other, but we did get a bit kinkier with our play when school ended and summer break began.At first Shawn and I thought the good times might be up when summer rolled around. We lived in a very rural part of southern Missouri about 15 miles apart. We’d become friends at school, obviously, and mostly had our. .. with a hugethrobbing cock...I reached over and pulled the top drawer on my bedside table open, stillwith my fingers inside me...It was then, that I heard a knock at the door.Quickly letting down my dress and pulling my stockings back up, I walkedout to the door, a little annoyed at having my fun interrupted.I opened the door and saw a tall, dark, fit, and handsome strangerstanding there. He was a bit Spanish looking, or maybe Italian. “Goodevening” he said... “May I use your bathroom?”. I. I was not interested in going to grandfather’s house as my mother would be left alone. So I started to go to play hocky, than to movies and go to internet and spend lot of time at the net, nearly 2 to 3 hours daily.I started to see all the sites about movies, education and some porno sites etc. One day I found this site http://www.indiansexstories.net/ as the someone who came before me might had opened this site. I opened one of the stories and started reading and this became my routine from. When I fell, he kicked me, and told me to crawl to the table. I crawled over to the table, ashamed that he was back there, looking as my pussy and ass as I crawled. I got the baby oil, and saw that there was another big bottle, unopened, in a bag next to the half-used one. I didn’t want to think about what that meant. Then I noticed the small video camera on the table; I didn’t know how to tell if it was running or not, but I figured that it probably was since the lights were on. .