Gillian had played with him for the primary school team and they had decided to go to the trials together. He’d waited for her and they went over to... where the football trials were taking place. When they got there the games master, a tall man Darren would never get to like, said that Gilly wasn’t allowed to play. Darren had said it was both of them or neither. The teacher had just smirked and said goodbye then. That was when Gilly suggested they go to the hockey trials instead. The games. A twinge ... stretching ... filling. "Yessssss!" OhgodKara..."He needs kissing. I need kissing. I need to put my hands on his tight butt. I know what I'm feeling ... the fires are being stoked. I don't know about Bert, though.Oh, yeah. His body goes completely rigid. I feel him swell inside me. Then he TRIES to move, makes a couple of little thrusts. Completely rigid again."I love you, Bert..."No response.Run my fingers through his short hair.No response.At least I can feel him breathing, so. We fuck like this for well over 30 minutes, you keep asking me to fuck you harder and faster, but I love this feeling of you soaking wet pussy and my own extremely hard cock. I don't want to pick up the pace and get too close to cum. I am on the edge already, any faster I will not be able to hold back.I keep taking you like this for a while longer, then when the pleasure sensation is too much, I start picking up the pace and thrust harder. It only takes two or three thrusts, and then you start. His ironhardprick finally came out like a cork from a vintage wine bottle with a dull plop."Oh my God!" She couldn't take her eyes off his tool. It seemed to her to be twice itssize and it was hard to believe it had been fully inside of her."You told me to fuck you," he grinned."You b**st. You wanted to hurt me and you enjoyed it," she wailed and caught herbreath seeing the strange look in his eye."All that did was grease my pole," he said casually. "I haven't started on you yet." Helooked at.