“Please,” I whispered.She leaned over, her face close to mine, her hair falling around her, brushing my cheeks. “I love when boys beg,” she hi...ssed.“Please, I need to cum,” I begged. She sat up, “No, you don’t. You *want* to cum. You don’t *need* to,” she spoke slowly stressing the two words, her tone flat almost instructional. She looked down at me, as innocent and cute as I had ever seen her, “You’ll *need* to cum later.” The she leaned down, those beautiful lips pressed against my ears, “Want. . fuck me ... And so I did, pulling her panties aside and poking my cock up her wet and willing pussy, knowing there was no hymen or blood, or pain, her vibrator had taken care of that three years before.Julie came again, and never seemed to stop the whole time I had my dick up her cunt. And I have to tell you she was the tightest, warmest and wettest piece of ass I ever fucked. I also loved the feel of her panties as they rubbed against my crotch when I plunged my entire cock into her. As my. He made more threats and demanded I suck him. This is where it began.After that first time, my world was changed. I began thinking about cock, dreaming about it, and wanting more. At that young age, everything is new and exciting. Thoughts of sex, in any form, made my heart race and my cock ache. My head swim and my body tingle. Not only did I want to be touched, but I wanted to touch again also. I could recount every moment of that first time, although forced, I later realized I loved it. The. " That may be the man we are looking for," Bahn said to her. "We'll get on to customs to have passports cross-referenced near the days of the murders. That was a very good bit of police work, Constable."Kit now smiled broadly and sat proudly upright just as the waiter approached."Your table is ready," he said, "if you will follow me."Bahn took Kit by her soft upper arm and guided her, behind the waiter, to their dining table. As they walked, he noticed that she was about half-a-head shorter.