Her name is Yuzu. We are both 11 years old. It scares me, cause everytime I look at her my heart skips a beat. I get these strange feelings between my...legs. I don't understand it.It gets worse! Every night I go to sleep, I have dreams about her. We are naked and doing naughty stuff! I wake up feeling hot and my panties are wet and sticky. I can't even look at her in the face anymore without blushing.I woke up this morning after another naughty dream where I am licking her between her legs!! I. That was an incredibly hot trip we took. I haven't been blown like that in years. Are you ready to take this to the next level? because once we get back to your place, there's no going back."A jolt of nervousness serged through me but I was definitely interested in going to the next level. "Excellent because I'm gonna pound you so hard your legs will be sore for week." My pussy throbbed. He continued to whisper dirty nothings in my ear, telling me all the things he wanted to do to me and how it. But it was not the sun, the birds, nor the temperature that caused Gregg to wake with a start. No, the nightmares had begun again.Through his morning mental fog, he remembered vaguely from the previous night that his dream journal was missing off Heather's nightstand. Turning to his right, the half of the bed occupied just last night by Emily was empty. She didn't have Friday classes, so the hyper-kinetic nursing student was undoubtedly off on her morning jog. Gregg marveled for a moment at the. We shared a quick greeting and some small talk before I led him down the hall to my bedroom.I sat on the side of the bed and motioned for Mark to stand in front of me. I lifted his shirt, unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans down over his hips. I noticed his cock had already started to stiffen. I remember rubbing his cock little while it was still hidden in his underwear before pulling down the band and setting his cock free.Mark pulled his shirt over his head and threw it onto the floor..