She also gave my cock an occasional lick,just enough to torture me but not enough to make me cum. Then she enveloped my cock with her lips,furiously s...cking,Her finger pressed hard on my hole,pressing in,even entering my ass.She deep throated me expertly,and I worried frantically .I was worried because I hadn’t asked if I could cum in her mouth,besides,I wanted to fuck her.But, I couldn’t stop her if I wanted to.It was easilly the best blow job I had ever received.It was also the first I had. She eased her mouth off me, licked up and down and all around the shaft and base. She licked my balls again, gently rotating the tip of her tongue in little circular motions across each of them, which made me shudder. She sucked me once more, taking more and more of my cock into her warm mouth. She put her hands on my hips and tried to force herself further down on me. She bobbed her head up and down, suctioning with her mouth, her tongue, every now and then moving around as best as it could.. .staring at me...the entire time. When he was naked, he stood there for a moment like he was encouraging me to look at him. He had hair all over him and his cock was, to me, huge. He smiled at me, then put all his weight on my legs and crawled up my body. He kissed me on the lips and I think that's when I really started to cry, but he kept going, making shh noises as he kissed his way down my neck, hairless chest and stomach until he got to my groin. He worked my cock with his tongue a little. It would happen at the park or the movies. It would happen to some boys in the locker room. Luckily that wasnt me. What the other boys did to that kid was bad. Thats another thing, the other boys would prank you if you popped up in the locker room but they would also harass you mercilessly for being to small. Again Im glad I wasnt that boy either. What they did to him was almost as bad. With things popping up all the time it was almost like living in fear. I was on guard all the time. I didnt.