He felt like his dick was soaking in every dirty little immoral thought given physical form, every filthy little perverted desire."Oh yes," Fifi sighe....A gentle little rippling squeeze ran along the length of DaBigBoom's shaft from the root to the tip. It felt like a soft little tug from a hand entirely made out of honey. DaBigBoom lasted about as long as every perpetually horny teen presented with the real thing for the first time. At least he didn't feel guilty this time."Coming," he said. I wanted to pull my dick out, my willy cried at me to touch it but I wanted to know who exactly I was going to 'dedicate' this, my first ever 'sexual experience' with... I had never even touched or kissed a girl before so it was really my first encounter with sex. Looking back on it now I realise how much that experience affected me but at the time I was too horny to know my own name! As I slowly peered around the doorframe and my brain registered what I saw several things happened all at. Ryan arrived to work at six o’clock as usual, tonight,however, he sported a large bandage covering a gash over his right eye. He filled his cart with returns and set to the task of restocking the shelves. At eight o’clock Miss Vance shooed out the remaining visitors and locked the front door, and then returned to her small office just to the right of the main desk. She was reading a brochure from a book company when she was interruptedby a knock on the door, “Come in, Ryan,” she called out,. There were no lights nearby, so the power failure must haveaffected everything for several blocks. Beyond the string of otherwarehouses, I could see the lights of the New Orleans skyline, and Iknew at once I was in one of the many storage buildings down on theriver. Parked below the loading dock were three cars. Did that mean there wereonly three guards? Not necessarily, I cautioned myself. Only one of thecars was a two-seater, so there could be ten or twelve carpoolingguards for all I knew. I.