He was slow knowing it was my first time. Feeling his tongue for the first time being eaten. He pressed his finger onto my lips."Shh." I grabbed onto ...y sheets trying to hold back my moans. My first orgasm was amazing. He came up to my lips letting me tasting myself, as he placed his fingers inside me. Two, then three. "You are tight."Capturing my lips again covering my moans, my hand reaching for his pants, feeling something very hard. When he knew I was ready he let me open his pants.. As time went on our conversations turned sexual with him joking about how many girls I had played around with and so on. Well, I hadn’t because I was only just 13 and had jock thoughts on my mind not girls. Oh, by that time I was really into masturbation and walking around with a perpetual hardon 24/7. I told Jack, the manager, that I really hadn’t messed with girls but admitted that I beat off a lot. He laughed and told me that was what guys do and he did too. Well, that was a relief because I. Cole had moved into an apartment building in Chicago to start a new job, and became good friends with a guy about his same age, named Jeremy, who lived catty-cornered from his apartment door on the same floor. Cole walked by Jeremy’s apartment door every morning on his way to work and, if Jeremy wasn’t traveling for business, Cole would collect him on his way to the elevator, and they’d share a ride to the street. Then they’d grab a coffee at the corner café, and head off to their respective. When I know more." She stared at the parents of her soul mate and clenched her eyes shut, took several deep breaths and asked, "What happened?"The group moved inside and the door was shut behind them, by who, no one knew or cared."There were a couple of kids joy riding last night out on State Road Eight; they were racing another vehicle. It looks like they all rounded a curve at the same time. Thomas coming in one direction, the other two vehicles coming from the other direction. It was head.