I could feel my wetness. I could feel him touching me, making my body both melt and come alive. I knew I had to touch him. I reached down and unbuckle... his belt. My fingers were fumbling as he continued to touch me. I got the belt free, unbuttoned his pants, unzipped them, and reached inside. I took his penis in my hand. It filled my palm like nothing I’d ever felt before. Let me tell you, his man was huge. I reached inside and began stroking the thick, hard shaft. I heard him gasp softly and I. " Dan," she said, sitting up, looking at me with a serious face, "You need to know that I WANT to be yours."And a tornado of thought was going through my head. Damn it! She was fourteen. I was haplessly, hopelessly smitten with her. And she was fourteen. And what was I supposed to do? Give my heart to her? She had it. And there was a black corner of despair there, too, as in "Dan, in a year she's gonna be tired of you. And you're gonna be seriously screwed, in more ways than one." Cin, my. There was this gaint bed covering the entire room and a 55inch plasma tv playing porn. the room was for ppl who are interested in watching porn and acting out scenes from it. and interesting just behind the roon there was a bunker kind of room with lots of bean bags and see through window for ppl to watch others engaging in sex.Then we moved to the next room, this was a more orthodox “honeymoon” suite room with flowers and wall painting white sheeet bed simple table and everything. it was for. With one movement she lifted and slide right down my shaft so that I was completely inside her. The man next to us watched in amazement while he rubbed himself through his pants. This turned mum on even more. She was still cautious not to alert the whole bus to our actions, but she ground her ass against me like she hadn't had sex for years. One of her hands rubbed at her clit, while the other gripped my leg to give her something to push against. Just as I was getting close to orgasm she dug.