I didn’t want to tell him, but I laid in bed every night playing with my little pussy knowing he was just on the other side of the wall. xnx He was several years older than me, so he always treated me like the bratty little sister who just annoyed him. It was dark, and since we had a couple hours until we were home, I closed my eyes to try and sleep. He didn’t seem to mind. Soon he started slowly moving his hips up, pushing himself into my hand. He looked down at me and quietly whispered “please?” His eyes pleading with me. He stood in front of me and asked “are you sure? Begging me to kiss it. Moving it right on top of his zipper. I swear I even heard him groan. I can’t have my friends finding out I hang out




















