As a newly turned ten year old, i was soon beginning to become conscious of my sexuality, it started with my cock begining to get hard and not knowing... why, then getting funny feeling when i rubbed it in the shower and whilst at school i would hear a few of the guys in the changing rooms talking about mastubation, but i never quite found out what it was from their conversations. I felt to subconscious to talk to my parents about the matter and due to my age was hard pressed to find a method of. ” “Oh, really” in a sexy low voice. “Yeah” her voice lowering an octave, too. “Yeah, I was just thinking about your lips, your mouth.” “And where was my mouth.” “Craig, you know where.” “No, where? Tell me.” “On my clit.” “On your clit, huh…well, it just so happens, I’ve got a hard on and I thought of your lips.” “Oh, baby, and where were MY lips.” “They were kissing my chest, licking my stomach, licking down to my balls and up to the tip of my dick, that’s where they. I'd love to be able to get off so many times like that. It must be wonderful to get those feelings over and over like that." It is. I've always been thankful that I'm that way with it. Orgasms just keep coming as long as I keep trying. I even knew a girl in college who told me that she'd never had an orgasm, not a single one. Then, her boyfriend and three of his friends changed that one weekend, oh, did they ever. It was all she talked about after that."We chatted a while longer, we were. I make no eye contact keeping my eyes on her boots. She motions me into the room. I stand in the center. The air in the room is cold. It chills my exposed flesh.Her man is sitting on the edge of the bed with only black dress pants on. My eyes lock in on his erect cock poking out of his pants. He looks me over and begins to slowly stroke his cock. She comes up behind me and surprises me.She reaches under my shirt and under my skirt. Her hands are cold. She fondles me. Playing with my nipples and.