"Merry Christmas, darlin'," he whispers in the firm voice I've grown very fond of, "what do you want for Christmas?" What could I ask for? I already g...t the kiss I longed for. "I don't know, Russ," I whisper. "C'mon, there has to be something you want. You wouldn't have come all this was over just to give me a present if you didn't want something in return," he says. I look at him with big, blue, innocent eyes, unsure of what to say as I wrap my arms around his shoulders in a tender embrace. I. Seeing her lay sleep on her bed in the nightshirt and panties on top of seeing her naked in the morning; made me lose my head and I went and rented a porno movie to fantasize. After coming back, I once again went to her room to make sure of her sleeping and saw her thin nightshirt rolled up to show her breasts and panties, hardly hiding her pussy, finally made me to go in my room and relive what had been slow building so far.Although, I had gathered the courage to tell it all to her but now I. “Of course! I want that cock in my little pussysometime tonight. I can’t believe you came so much,That’s a lot of cum for such a young boy” I told him.With that I told Kyle to get dressed and go back to theparty and not to tell anyone. I slipped off to thebathroom to get the boy cum out of my eye because itwas starting to crust shut and it burned. I put my cumstained sweater into the hamper and luckily I had atank top hanging in the bathroom so I put that on. As Igot. Her whole body ached with the need to have him. He smiled down at her and his eyes once again raked her up and down, stopping at her breasts and the juncture of her thighs. Finally he spoke. “Where are we going to do this?” he asked, “Here, in the bathroom or are we going to your place?” Clare wasn’t sure what to say to him. She was used to being the one who set the ground rules for these encounters. “I don’t think we will be going anywhere until I know your name,” she said somewhat.