"I thought this was the Hoistigon place," he rumbled, and I suddenly knew how Roman marble statues tumbling in the drum of a runaway cement truck with... a defective power take-off would sound."The Hoistigons live about three counties over that-a-way." I started to point, but I was afraid my quaking hand would imply that I was either terrified or offering to jack him off. Neither indication promised less than a trip to the emergency room--more likely to the city morgue--for me. I nodded vaguely. So she wouldn't even date a boy her age.But that didn't mean she was starved for sex, or didn't know how good it was. When she was 11 she and her cousin had been playing in a shed behind her parents house. Hercousin was 12 and had been sexually exploring with his 12 year old neighbor for over a year, sohe was no stranger to sexual play. He had talked Rosa into letting him tie her up telling her theywere going to play pirates. He had tied her hands together, leaving a long piece of the rope. While we were sitting in the living room drinking coffee talking, with her crossed legs she was dangling her clog, until it fell down, and then she started to rub her foot on the stainless steel table leg, I was trying to pay some attention to her talk but I was constantly looking at her foot, and I was just replying "sure", "of course"... until she noticed that I am not listening, and asked me "are you listening to me?" I said "yes", "what was I talking about?" I don't have a slightest clue,. He keeps his hand on my arm for a while. I move myself closer to him so that now my practically bare ass is sitting right in front of his cock. I didn’t think I’d be able to go through with it, but just the feeling of him being so close to me has made me want to feel like more of him around me. If I got anything from that look in his eyes he wants this too. I feel his hand squeeze my arm a little as my ass brushes up against him. I take my other hand and place it over his and pull it down to.