Her hands, which had never left my fly during the tumble, had my cock out and before I could stop her she had twisted around and lowered her mouth ont... me. Right up to the point where her lips closed around me I was saying."Don't", "We can't", "Stop", and "This isn't right" but once those lips touched me I became a very willing participant. In less than two minutes she had me ready to blow and I started to hunch up at her. She pulled her mouth from me and said, "Not yet. I want your first load. The best reward was knowing he helpedRenee win and be her best.The finals were as anticlimactic as the ending of a movie someone waswatching for the hundredth time. The only part which added excitementwas Renee's insistence that Matt also stand on the victory podium withher. Matt deserved to be on that podium as much as her.Renee might have been the racer which crossed the finish line first,but she knew that all of the members of Team Pink Streak were the truevictors.Standing there being. My mind was screaming no but my small hand nestled into his. He led me down the hall and through a door at the end. We stepped into the room and he closed the door behind us. It looked like a sitting room of some sort, there was a couch, a big TV, and a fireplace with a roaring fire. He led me through the room and into another room. We entered the next room and it was huge. There was a king bed in the middle and another big TV. The furniture looked antique and beautiful. I heard some. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” she said forcefully.Perhaps I had mishandled it a bit. But, when she’d asked if we could make love tonight, I’d declined. It was my line in the sand. She didn’t seem to understand how petite she was, or how much it would hurt her - or if it was even physically possible without injury. She wasn’t swayed by my promise to have intercourse when she was seventeen or eighteen, either. Fourteen seemed so young to me; too young.“I’m not kidding, Sia. I told you, it’s too.