They were considerate enough that, when they were together in my presence, there wasn't a lot of 'huggy-bod' and 'kissy-face' going on but it was very...clear that they adored each other. Ramon's family was very close as is the tradition in most Hispanic families. I always wished some of that tradition would rub off on some of their Anglo cousins. Davey, on the other hand, had been flatly rejected by his dad from the moment he admitted he was gay after he was seen holding hands with one of his. I have long brownish blondish hair, at that time almost always had it down. Blue eyes, and about 5ft1. I have a curvy body, and a few extra lbs. . I enjoy horse riding and jogging in the woods, seeing a few close friends, chatting online. I was always a bit shy and didn't have many friends. I had a couple of friends I was very close to. Still am. I had a couple of boyfriends but none lasted long, I guess I was too shy and a vanilla. I liked to masturbate often. And when I turned sixteen, I. ” Still smiling at me and without saying a word you began to move your hips back and forth. You probably didn’t move more than about two inches each way, but it was enough for the head of my cock to get soaked with your juices and glide over your opening and just touch your clit. “That feels good, doesn’t it?” you asked me softly. “No,” I answered. “It feels great. It is much better than good.” “You want inside my pussy, don’t you?” you asked. “Yes, darlin',” I answered, “I do. I want inside. The next weekend saw me at the Coliseum. I was still very nervous this being only the second battle I’d ever fought. Red Hawk took me aside in the first few minutes after I entered the Coliseum and apologized for trying to kill me. He said that after he calmed down he was able to admit that he was wrong. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever gotten a nicer apology. He told me he wouldn’t try and kill me and after such a nice apology I didn’t feel like trying to kill him. So I trusted that he would.