His tongue licked his lips as he saw the moisture glistening on her hand as she toyed with her nipple, pinching it and rubbing around it. His mind spa... as he watched this young girl fingering herself, playing with herself in front of the computer. Racing, his thoughts latched onto the fact that the previous owner of Sara's flat was a good friend of his and he knew that he kept a key under a rock at the side of the path.He began to move towards the path to Sara's door. His mind and thoughts. She attempts to lower herself, initially his hold on her hair restrains her from doing so. He eventually sees her intention and lowers his arm, although maintains his grip on her hair, lifting them up as if by an electricity. She drifts down to her knees. She would usually crouch, but wearing heels makes that near impossible to maintain.A car’s hooting echoes through the alleyway, along with far shouts and distant laughter. Liam’s heart races faster with every with whiz of cars going past.. Not yet a man’s penis. It’s still small but it’s perfect in its shape, and it can outperform any grown man’s. His scrotum, it’s still hairless. You can feel his testicles inside. Small, perfect ovals. Tender to the touch. Already virile. Already able to sow a child in a woman.”She returned to his penis, stroking it as she continued her narration.“You didn’t have him circumcised. See the shape of his glans when I pull back the foreskin? It’s like a helmet, ready to penetrate. I love to rub the. ”We all got out of the car and trooped into the house. I locked the front door behind us, and Aunt Mary asked if we wanted hot chocolate or anything before bed.We both refused and headed off up the stairs, hand in hand.Cal disappeared into the bathroom, and reappeared a few minutes later, wearing just a pair of cotton little girl knickers and a wry smile.“Sorry,” she said, “a day early.”“Well,” I replied, “that’s less worrying than a week late.”I went to the bathroom and did my own pre-bed.