‘Does that mean that you and I are going to make a baby, because I’m lying on you?’‘No, silly, you have to put your thing into me. In any case... you have to be married or it doesn’t happen, so we couldn’t.’ She lay silent for a while. ‘Try to put it in.’I shuffled up the bed until my tiny dick was level with her groin. It was hard, but still very small. I rubbed it against her vulva, and even managed to part her lips with it, but we were certainly safe from any unwanted teenage pregnancies for. .You lips finding my shoulder…kissing down my chest until your tongue grazes lightly across my breast tasting the hard nipple before sucking it into your mouth. Your arms go to my waist and you pull my naked body close to you. I can feel your cock growing harder beneath your boxers…aching to be free from the confines. I move my hands to your waist and slide the boxers down over your hips and they fall freely to the floor,…you step out of them…not stopping the attention you are giving my. Holding me down bent over, his cock positioned at the entrance to my pussy, from behind he growled in my ear, “Tell me how much you want my cock.” The deep timbre of his voice did as much for me as being pinned down and helpless. “I want you to push open my slit and ram me into the bed till I can’t remember anything else but the feeling of you.” I moaned, shivering under his expert grip. That was all he needed to hear, with a hard thrust he impaled me stuffing me to the hilt of his cock and. However, there were enough cars in the parking lot to give me encouragement that I would find some action.Once I paid my $8 buck fee, and signed the receipt promising not to engage in any sexual activity (fingers crossed), I went back to the booths. As I walked through, there was only one other guy standing around—an older man who was positioned outside a booth looking at the gay porn showing on the screen. He didn’t pay me much attention so I walked back to the rear where there are three.