”The boy was clearly not happy about this - he got a tissue out of his pocket and used this to pull back the foreskin. The smooth skin of Cliff’s ...lans was now exposed - the camera homed in on it. The boy raised his cane and - swish - his Cliff directly on the glans. Cliff screamed loudly, but the scream was drowned out by the applause and cheering of the audience. The next boys in line, between 10 and 13 years of age, all took great pains to try and hit the glans, and most succeeded. “Unless I. I'll hold down the..." he looked at me, " ... fort, so to speak." See, Georgie? That's called manners." Wendy clucked her tongue and held the door open for Mark. "You're a real dear, Mark."And then they were gone, the screen door closing softly behind Wendy and leaving me alone on the front porch with Georgie Wheelock."Well now, alone at last." Georgie smiled like a crocodile and patted his thigh. "Why don't you come on over here and sit in my lap, we'll have ourselves a little talk." What?" I. While waiting for me that evening she had waxed, painted her nails, and applied lotion to her body. She was sitting on the bed with an aqua coloured silk chemise with matching knickers. We engaged in a passionate, deep, tongue kiss as I unrolled her knickers off, she manoeuvred her body to shuffle out of them. That evening I just entered her straight. Normally, I finger her to orgasm before fucking. I gently squeezed her soft luscious 34b tits through the silk chemise, the feel was very sensual. I parted her labia and then worked my finger in-and-out of her moist pussy. I mistakenly thought this was how girls masturbated. It must have been during one of these sessions that I unwittingly popped her cherry. If she felt it, she said nothing.I loved feeling her warm pussy encircling my finger and assumed she was enjoying it, too. With my finger-tip probing and our tongues dancing inside each others mouth, I would rub the underside of my erect penis against her hip. She held firm. It never.