“Where are we going?”“Dalarna. We’re going to a small town called Smedjebacken. There’s a bed-and-breakfast there. We’ll stay there about ...en days, then go back to my parents’ apartment. I thought we should be alone together, and that it should be someplace that was peaceful, quiet, and away from everyone we know. It’s less than three hours driving.”“I suppose that makes sense. We have a lot to talk about,” I said.“Let’s wait until we’re there. How was your time in Göteborg?”“Good. I got to see. My cock now leaking more pre cum and felt as if I was experiencing a long sort of mini orgasm. It was all so amazing, natural and wonderful. As we kissed, my hand moved to his erect, thick cock and I got my first touch of another man’s manhood. I could not help but moan and Mark smiled. “Fuck I want him” I thought to myself as I kissed down his smooth, brown skin. My hand now found his full, tight ball sack and caressed and rubbed them. I loved the way they felt, so full and manly, but so. There were some squarish plates and some mugs of different sizes. I also picked up a couple pots and pans, just in case.After we left the Salvation Navy we went and rejoined the Rents and Runt at the L-Mart. I picked up some school supplies, pens in various colors, note books paper penciles, the usual stuff. Mom and Shelly were still shopping when we left. The Dad had retired to the entertainment section and was watching TV.Grandma and I went down a few doors to to a fabric store to pick out. It slides up and down my soaking slit, pushing in just enough to touch my clit. I moan again, pull against my restraints and arch my hips. Up and down it goes, just barely into my pussy, then back up my slit. Over and over until I think I will go crazy. Orgasm building to a boiling point, with a whimper of frustration, I buck up again, and finally the head slips in just enough, and I cum screaming with my hips bucking wildly. The orgasm goes on for what feels like years, my body stiffening in.