He put his hand on my mound and squeezed. He held me still while his cock softened in my mouth. Xxnx I inched the zipper down and peeled back the top of my shorts, ever so dramatically. “God this is so wrong” he mused as he thrust his cock in and out of me. I reveled in the fact that he was completely and utterly captivated by my movements. When I was 14, my father used to go to the hardware store in our neighborhood all of the time. His other hand ran to the front of my waist, right along my hip bone. It was completely inappropriate”
“What if I don’t want to forget? I could feel the breeze across my ass and knew that some of my wetness has actually run down my ass cheek and would be visible below the line of my shorts.
