We held each other until I had to go. “Wow, your’s is nice!” he said. xnx Then, Cormac just asked me: “Do you ever think about sex?” At eleven, I couldn’t help but make a giggle. I knelt back on the bed between Cormac’s legs and squeezed some baby oil on his tight little asshole. Cormac kept repeating: “Oh my God, Oh my God!” as I fucked him. I slowly slipped a finger in, then two, then three while playing with his balls. “OH MY GOD!” he shouted and squeezed my ass as I started to fuck him. It was the best feeling I had ever experienced in all my eleven years. He reached for the baby oil and squeezed some onto his fingers.
