I was but a girl of twelve, barely starting on her journey of change in both mind and body, menstruation and hormonal cocktails, had pervaded my body ...barely two months now, but already I was aware of the changes in my attitude towards the physical side of my own body, my breasts bursting forth in a tightening across my chest, small protuberances of soft puffy flesh and hard nipples, and my cunny, now wet with the visual stimulation before my eyes as black men pushed the white girls legs open. By next morning she got bold and went out in a short skirt and bikini bra only. And yes she felt comfortable.By evening (after sunset) she was in a proper 2 piece bikini and I was in my shorts only. Lying on the beach and getting wet. She tried out a strapless bikini too. Well she was getting bolder now. Another surprise was when she suddenly said “I also want to share cigarette with you dear”. Taken aback, but I did. It felt naughty and kinky as we shared smoke openly on the beach. We actually. Words cannot describe how good her mouth felt on my cock, my hand was no comparison to hers jacking me off while sucking about half of me in. I leaned my head up to see her still with the mask on and her lips wrapped around my manhood, it truly was a beautiful sight. I could hear her moaning and trying to say something but she wouldn't take my cock out of her mouth to speak. When she started to speed up I by instinct put my hands on her head and helped her suck me off, but I guess when she. The warmth of her drew me deeper and deeper until our hairs met and my balls bumped against her ass cheeks. Pulling out equally slowly, I watched as my manhood emerged, shiny with her juices. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Part of me wanted to freeze that moment for ever, and part of me wanted to continue mating with the petite pixie pinned beneath me. I pushed back in. She moaned, encouraging me to fuck her faster, harder, promising it would not hurt. I began sawing in and.