Caroline and I had been going together for a year. I thought we had a pretty good relationship. And she was telling me we may not even see each other ...gain?!Talking didn't really help. Caroline was excited and in a hurry, and I was sounding whiny even to myself. I extended all the best wishes and hung up still on good terms. What was the point in throwing a hissy fit? I did wish to throw the mug against the wall, but I thought my neighbors wouldn't appreciate it. Not to mention that the poor. I spat down on her asshole, hitting her pink puckered ring. Sara shuddered excitedly and let out an encouraging moan. I circled the rosebud flesh of her tight asshole with my index finger, gently coaxing and teasing her tightest hole. I placed the tip of my finger gently into her willing asshole. Sara moaned a throaty moan of appreciation, as I pushed my finger knuckle deep. Her hips gyrated as she enjoyed the pleasure of my cock in her pussy and my finger in her asshole.We were fucking each. It was already hard and eager. I can hear him breathe faster as I explored his cock.Vic’s own hand slips into the back of my underwear. Lightly brushing my ass as he slides his hand around to my front. I can’t help but moan slightly as his fingers grip my little cock. I can feel it twitch and grow in his hand. I can’t stop it.This goes on for a few minutes. My penis growing to its full, but worthless, length. Vic thrusting slightly into my hand. His tiny penis hard between my fingers as I. But naivety pretty much defines most sixteen year-old boys, doesn't it? The thought of an extra hundred bucks a week is pretty powerful incentive to suppress a little unease.So around eleven-forty on a cold, snowy Thursday morning, I stood at his back door and rang the buzzer. He must have been waiting for me because the door opened almost immediately. "Terry! You're a little early, guy but that's just great! Come on in, I'm all set up and ready to go."It was a nice apartment with obviously.