"Just because of this," she said, taking my turgid root in both her hands and treating it savagely, tweaking its head and kneading its shaft."Ouch," I...cried, trapping her hard nipples between my fingers and squeezing. "Have a care." Such a crybaby," she whispered as my prod hardened, and she rose to stuff it into her. Then she slowly lowered herself on that growing spike with a satisfied sigh until the whole blood-hot thing disappeared into her sodden quim.She got herself comfortable, her knees. “Quirkle, this bright boy, just today, has turned the ripe age of thirteen!” – (“Hooray!”) – “And as such, as part of his coming-of-age ritual, he alone gets to have sex with the beautiful Trimi first!” Cheers exploded again, and Quirkle, a weak, scrawny boy, trudged closer and stood next to Trmi. “What’ll it be?” Trimi asked casually. “Hmm…?” Quirkle asked, bewildered. “What hole would you like to fuck?” Trimi replied. “You can choose whatever you want.” “I…I would like a,. It had been insulated and heated because that's where Chuck and his dad kept their collection of custom cars. The cars were now parked against one wall and covered, the guests were asked to leave them alone and everyone complied.I arrived dressed in my gunfighter costume. It was an exact replica of the outfit that Kurt Russell wore in Tombstone. It was my newest acquisition and I had planned to wear it to my former girlfriend's Halloween party. I easily located Chuck as he was the only one not. When I rubbed my pussy on your hand and you didn't move it, I knew you would probably be receptive to my ideas," she said."Very receptive," I replied as I drank my Coke."How much time do we have for today's lessons?" she asked as she finished her drink."As much as we need, I don't have to be home until 10:00 tonight. It being the weekend," I said as I finished my Coke."Great," she said. "We need lots of time to do things properly. It's been quite awhile since I've done anything like this and I.