That is what the boy planned to do the first moment he and the girl emerged from the shadows of the railway station and into the impossible brightness...A weather-beaten hand had shown the way. The girl loved that the boy knew things like that. She loved how he always ignored every taverna's printed menu and walked straight into the kitchen to find the soul of the place, simmering quietly in the oven. When they were shown a room, 'the last available', at a shabby pensione, the boy always politely. The same social mechanism that protected Stranglar to some extent provided for Erika too. No wonder the kid felt more confident! Paul (and Erika) challenged Stevie and Christa to a game. Christa couldn't stop Steve from agreeing, and was pulled along. Erika detected Christa's hatred, and was afraid of her, but was also dragged along. Her father was former town mayor, and her family was one of Straitsville's best situated. That explained Paul's interest in her (and Erika's fear). But for all the. Anyway, come on. Here, I'll show you."I let her spread my legs again as she put the mirror close to my genitals, angled so that I could see my own pussy. I'd never looked at myself in that way, only from the front when using a full-length mirror. I stared at my own privates with a renewed curiosity, looking at the way my pubes mostly covered my labia which were still small and thin, if a bit puffy as they matured.Jackie watched my face, unable to stop her smiling, her eyes then drawn down. “Please kiss me,” she said. He kissed her and reached down for himself, and as the tip of his cock touched her ass she laid her head down on the bed and watched him. Her eyebrows went up as he pushed the head of his cock past the first resistance, and then, twining his fingers tight in her hair, he pushed himself the rest of the way into her in one long, slow stroke. Watching him, her face crumpled and tears formed in the corners of her eyes. Her mouth came open and she gave a long slow.