We were both sitting there playing with ourselves for ages, trying to get hard. And neither of us could manage it. Eventually, and I don't know why, b...t I went and fetched some ice cubes from the freezer and started rubbing them up and down my dick. I gave a couple to Paul too to see if this would help us. And what do you know? After a little while I felt the stirrings of a boner!Paul seemed to notice immediately and got up to come have a closer look. He knelt on the floor in front of me as I. I must have taken him by surprise. I had just drawn my line; was he going to honor it? “Of course, my dear,” he said. His hands moved further apart, and he began to dig his thumbs deep underneath my cheeks. “Oh, wow,” I breathed, my pleasure picking up where it had left off. But his touch was too gentle; a tease for my aching desire as I tried to grind my hips downwards. “Harder,” I pleaded. Noah complied, and my body began sliding back and forth against the desk. I thanked myself for picking. The overwhelming pleasure she felt far outweighed any pain, and what pain there was only added to the thrill of having her cherry popped by her sexy cousin."Ohhhhhh, Doug, fuck me hard!" she cried.All of the young virgin's long pent-up desire came into play now. She desperately needed to satisfy her intense sexual cravings. Why was he sliding it into her so slowly? She needed to be completely filled up with him!But the young boy knew exactly what he was doing. Teasing her, tantalizing her,. It looked just like the last owner, Fred Carpenter, left it in 1917. The house had a white exterior with multi-pane windows and a detached one-car garage. Now the garage was a different story. It looked a hundred years old and was leaning against the large maple tree next to it on the south side of the house. But the house looked like it always had. Electricity had not come to this area until the 1930s, so the house never had electricity run to it.Lights were seen in the house sometime in the.