“oh gawd” is all I hear from you. I didn’t know if this move would hurt you or not, doesn’t seem like it is hurting you at all just turning y...ou on. I try that move just a couple more times and I move my head up and down sliding on your cock. At this point I am not really sure which way to move, I want to press my boobs over your cock and shimmy up your wonderfully hard chest. The friction your chest hair causes against my nipples just excites me more. As I move up I stretch my neck out. So I saw him. We had lunch. We watched movies. We talked philosophy huddled up under a blanket in his basement, with me shoving my frozen toe-sicles under his butt for warmth. We had a lot in common, and a lot of areas where we squabbled endlessly about the same silly subjects over and over. He would tease me, and I'd wiggle my frozen toes, turning his butt to ice as well.By accident, the way so many good things happen, something changed. It happened one particularly cold day when he was. Looking back athim was possibly the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. She lookedabout his age, but then, he was never really good at guessing people'sage. Her long, jet-black hair had blonde, golden brown and even bluestreams that cascaded down her back, except for a long, thick braid ofblack hair, which was tied at the end by a brass, leaf-like hairclip.Her emerald eyes locked with his for a moment. Such a stare would makehim uneasy, but her thick eyelashes gave her a sweet, yet. “Nothings wrong with us.” Trevor snaps at his sister.“Fine you don’t have to be so freaking rude about it.” Jamie says. “Happy Birthday Grace.” she says to me before going into their living room.“Uuhhmm... Do you guys mind excusing me for a moment?” Dallas says and runs upstairs. I look at Trevor confused.“He… need to do something.” Trevor says. I look up the stairs wondering what it could possibly be that Dallas was doing. “Is that your present for me?” Trevor asks drawing my attention back to.