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We kissed and cuddled
In the corner,outside
Behind the cinema
He was getting excited
His hands were all over me
He'd tried to squeeze my tits
"your hands are too cold"
I said
"Sorry" he said
I liked him putting his hand up my skirt
I liked him touching the cotton of my knickers
Between my legs
But I pulled his hand away and said "No"
He was sixteen but I was a year younger
I didn't want to do it yet
You know
Have it, be stuffed,shagged,be rogered
I really liked him and I know he liked me
I didn't want to disappoint him
He was too nice
I put my hand between his legs
We were kissing all the time
I had to move my hand towards his stomach
His willy was upright in his trousers
It felt like the relay baton I'd held in the race today
I was scared to hold him tight as we french kissed
Outside in the cold
I didn't want to hurt him
You know
His erection
I put my hand down inside the waistband of his suit trousers
His manhood felt huge
It was throbbing and sticky near the top
His willy had popped out of the wee wee hole of his pants
I started moving my hand up and down his big prick
The first penis I'd touched
I undid his belt buckle
Pulled his fly zip down and exposed his penis to the cold air
I pulled on it like I was milking the cows on my uncle's farm
He said "I'm coming"
I moved to one side and pointed his big knob end away from us
His spunk shot out, about three feet away
I got a tissue out of my handbag and wiped his willy
We didn't say anything, we just cuddled
On the bus home to my house we had our arms around each other
I whisperd in his ear" my knickers are soaked"
In the corner,outside
Behind the cinema
He was getting excited
His hands were all over me
He'd tried to squeeze my tits
"your hands are too cold"
I said
"Sorry" he said
I liked him putting his hand up my skirt
I liked him touching the cotton of my knickers
Between my legs
But I pulled his hand away and said "No"
He was sixteen but I was a year younger
I didn't want to do it yet
You know
Have it, be stuffed,shagged,be rogered
I really liked him and I know he liked me
I didn't want to disappoint him
He was too nice
I put my hand between his legs
We were kissing all the time
I had to move my hand towards his stomach
His willy was upright in his trousers
It felt like the relay baton I'd held in the race today
I was scared to hold him tight as we french kissed
Outside in the cold
I didn't want to hurt him
You know
His erection
I put my hand down inside the waistband of his suit trousers
His manhood felt huge
It was throbbing and sticky near the top
His willy had popped out of the wee wee hole of his pants
I started moving my hand up and down his big prick
The first penis I'd touched
I undid his belt buckle
Pulled his fly zip down and exposed his penis to the cold air
I pulled on it like I was milking the cows on my uncle's farm
He said "I'm coming"
I moved to one side and pointed his big knob end away from us
His spunk shot out, about three feet away
I got a tissue out of my handbag and wiped his willy
We didn't say anything, we just cuddled
On the bus home to my house we had our arms around each other
I whisperd in his ear" my knickers are soaked"
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