" Diana heard Milt exclaim above her as she came mouth-level with his thrusting cock that she still held in her small ebony hand, the proximity of the... fiery bulbous-head with its slitted tip and the tiny drops of lubricating fluid seeping from it suddenly eradicating all else from her partially-drugged mind.It wasn't the first cock she'd sucked but it was the biggest, Diana thought, moving close and flicking out her tiny tongue to, of her own volition, lick away the small white beads of. He lent forward and started to massage her legs. He carefully worked her thighs massaging the skin and the underlying muscles relaxing her tired legs. Frequently having to wipe the juice from his dick to stop it dripping on her.As he worked his way down her right leg he had to lean further and further forward as he did so his rigid member got lower and closer to her lips. As he reached her knees his cock pushed gently at her lips which opened willingly her tongue reaching out to taste him her. “This week could be even better than I already thought It would be.” I left that hanging in the air for a while then continued. “You know, Jenny, I don’t care how wrong this is because, for me, this is real. These feelings are genuine.” I needed her to know how I felt about it whilst also trying explaining it to myself. She kissed my neck which told me her thoughts before she expressed them. “Me too, Adam. I was so scared when I realized how I felt. I thought you might reject me,” she said,. " Does that make you feel any better?" Yeah. You know, I'm fourteen now. When it happened, that was a year and a half ago. I was barely thirteen. Now, I'm in eighth grade and next year is my last in junior high. The boys have changed some. At least, they aren't all rotten." Were all of them always rotten?" I guess not. Just the ones I saw, the ones who did things to me. When I stopped letting them, I found out there were other boys. Some of them aren't so bad." Glad to hear that. And, I'm glad.