Carefully he thrust forwards, not too deeply, but with a steady rhythm. Holding her hips he was conscious of her breasts swinging in time.Lynn's face ...as buried in the pillow, but as she tried to push back against each thrust, she felt Jeff's fingers reaching around to massage her clit. She was biting the cotton pillowcase as she felt the approaching orgasm. As Jeff held back, his fingers made her cum, this time with stifled moans from her partially hidden face.They both collapsed side by side. She asked Nicholas questions. Hepolitely answered. She knew it might be sometime before he opened up,especially after all he went through.She made him hold her hand tight as they walked through the busy airport,just as she had her girls do."I know you're 12, but I don't someone to snatch you," she said as theyboarded the plane. She also hoped it would send him a message how muchshe cared for him."She spent most of the flight back across the country telling him abouthis new home. She also told. ‘Layla, my love, sit down I have something to tell you,’ Nicholas coaxed her gently. Layla sat and sniffled, torn between bracing her heart for the worst of letting it hope for the best. ‘Layla I don’t quite know how to tell you this.’ ‘Just say it,’ she replied miserably. He nodded in agreement and cleared his throat, ‘Layla I do love you, in fact, I have loved you since the moment we met, but at the time we met I was married-‘ ‘What?!’ Layla jumped up off her stool sending it to the floor.. She'd been thrilled at being asked out by a football player. Football players were the elite of the school. They were better looking, more popular, and the best of all the boys, and the rule was that they didn't ask out eighth-graders.She knew that she was attractive to boys. Not as attractive as Clarice, but she did have a good figure and her tits were full and her ass was round and inviting.She knew she'd probably have to kiss a few times but she expected that. And there was really nothing.