Nathan’s hand slid further into her jeans until his fingers rested just above the warmth of her crease. His mind focused on the moisture he was alre...dy feeling. An intense heat radiated onto his hand. ‘Is this what you want?’ he whispered into her ear. She whimpered as one finger dipped lower to touch the inner folds of her labia. Nathan pinched her nipple especially hard. Charlie renewed her grip on his thighs. ‘Tell me.’ ‘Yes’ was a gasp that shot out of her mouth. Nathan began rhythmically. . SMACK!"Ha! Got you to move. I thought for a minute you'd conquered the urge to move..." he said. All the while his fingers were wandering, dipping into her dripping pussy, drifting over her cheeks, sliding between her cheeks, and back into her pussy, but only for a minute. "Now that we know you can wait shall we move on to what you were waiting for?" he smiled.She moaned and rolled over. A contented smile on her face as she reached up to him for a kiss...-----------As she walked into the room. .'The glass of milk dropped from my hands and I heard screaming. As theroom went black, I realised the screaming was coming from me.The next thing I knew was when I woke up on the floor. I had been sickand I had covered the dressing gown with the mess.I had little idea what was going on around me. I was looking insidemyself, thinking of my mum and dad and why I didn't die with them. Iwanted them, I needed them. I was only 11 and I was alone in the world.I wouldn't hear my mothers laugh, feel. He pulled down his jeans and placed his hand in her juice pool, he soaked his hand and then placed it on his cock, the feeling was like pouring water on hot metal, he gave out a sigh and started to stroke, he had been hard too long and did not last, after four or five strokes he gave out a loud moan of his own and shot his load, the first shot flew through the air the remainder dripped out of his head onto the floor, he smiled again and looked down to see his own mess, his smile turned to shock.