Jimmy's face got red and he began to yell that he didn't want it this way.I was snatched up again and pushed on to the bed, my face falling flush agai...nst Jimmy's hard dick as I jumped back away from it. I yelled in protest just to feel a hand come across my cheek and tears well up in my eyes. My mother grabbed my neck and forced me down towards the dick sticking up in my face. It wasn't big at all, standing only about 5 1/2 inches. But it was more than I had ever dealt with. I told her. "I guess we could do that."Angel smiled at her rescuer and accepted the jacket gratefully. It was a bit larger for her petite body but it did offer some protection from the cold air.She followed him to his motorbike and climbed up behind him, hugging him tightly around his muscular chest. He kicked his engine back to life and turned back down the road, his gang following them closely behind.'The stories I heard about motorcycle gangs were all wrong,' Angel thought to herself. 'They're more like. Our movements stayed slow, my strokes between her silken thighs longer. To me, it felt like we were fucking, slow, sensual fucking, my arousal building. I kissed her neck again, then her shoulder. She murmured something, her hips now moving, rubbing her pussy along my shaft, hand pressing me harder against her.I loved fondling her delicate breast. It was firm, resilient, yet yielding sensually, so perfectly shaped, just small. We moved together in perfect harmony, seductive, erotic, my heart. When she went to bed after being with him all day, she wished she had packed her vibrator.Patty's instincts about Morton were correct, though she might have been shocked at where his experience came from. Morton had never been on a real date before. He had rarely thought about it at all, before he met Patty.He didn't have to.He had three sisters, and at least one of them had been fucking him regularly since he was twelve. It was sort of a family tradition. His parents believed that siblings who.