I wasn't quite sure of what to do, only gutter talk from other boys was my sex education, but I did know that I needed to slip my young dick within he...r virgin cunt. Probing around I felt her wetness on the tip of my dick. Sliding back and forth I just couldn't make the connection. "All I want for Christmas is you" kept playing in my head as I kept missing the mark. Then I hit the right spot, my dick head slipped between her lips. I could feel it surrounded with warm flesh, I kept jabbing. I felt his cock's head move down my crack to my ass hole. I was sure he was going to put it in the hole. But after a quick light press against my hole his cock head went further down. It went between my ass and my balls. Mr. Hood moved closer and his cock's head went under my balls. His hips touched my cheeks and I could feel his pubic hair press against my cheeks. Mr. Hood reached under me and lightly grabbed his cock and my cock at the same time. He started to thrust. I could feel the. ” She just made a mark on my paper and went on. “Had you kissed any guys before you came to Anthony? I could see where this was going and started getting a little nervous. “No.” How about since you came to Anthony? “Yes.” I was down to one-word answers. Had it ever gone beyond kissing? “Yes.” Have you been masturbated by a guy at Anthony? I hesitated, and then said “Yes.” Have you masturbated a guy at Anthony? There was a lot more hesitation before I nodded my head. “Yes.” Sylvia looked at the. They seemed to be acting like two teenage boys who knew something but werent sharing it. Which was something they were notteenagers, I mean. I narrow my eyes on them as Dad comes and serves himself, turning his back on us. Gary eyes me. Eyes twinkling with something I cantonce againput my finger on. I blink rapidly and look down at my full plate. Untouched. Too much thinking over nothing. He came up to me, took the fork from my hand, and started to dig in. He smiled, daring me to say something..