Next to me was Danny Pearce, my best buddy in the whole world. He was also blonde, a freckle-faced kid aged ten, a year younger than myself. We were a... his house, where he lived alone with his divorced mother.Danny was naked, like myself, as we knelt on his bed whilst flicking through a pornographic magazine. It was nothing special, just a soft-core publication, but it was good enough for us two pre-teen horny little bastards! We may be pre-adolescents with no body hair, no pubes and still a. I also scooted a little closer. They both moved closer so that everyone’s knees were almost touching. Our backs, along with the beach chairs blocked the view of anyone on the beach as we had the cliff to the east behind Donna and no one was any further south.Donna then began to tease me about not being able to control my penis. This only made me harder and I replied that it was because she was giving us such a good view. Our friend agreed that the view was good and took a long look at her. Then, she started to lower my shorts and made me stand only on my underwear. A tent was already created due to the stiffness of my dick.So lovingly, she placed her fingers on my dick over underwear and pulled it like enlarging my dick. Then she knelt, exposing her huge cleavage and was moving her fingers on my underwear. She slowly started to lower my underwear, and my dick sprang out with pre-cum shining at the tip.She placed her fingers on my balls and slowly came upward towards my dick. She. I’m sure we did something.” He headed back to the living room, and I followed him. I dropped my briefcase in the living room, and then went down the hall to our bedroom.As Charlie reported, Marilyn was sitting on the bed in her fluffy bathrobe, crying and looking very sad. I loosened my tie and sat down on the bed next to her. “What’s wrong?” I asked. I put an arm around her shoulder and hugged her against me. Marilyn started crying again and leaned her head on my shoulder. “It’s all right,.