I smelled soap and a light, musky,
sweaty scent. I’d been
watching him all night, trying not to be obvious…and I was pretty sure
he’d looked over a few times at me, too. Milf porn I didn’t want to think of
the future, or of school, or of when we could be together again. He moaned. I swallowed it gladly, enjoying every sweet drop. I gagged, but didn’t stop. “You know. I had no idea why
he’d picked tonight to come over and talked to me. “You shy?”
I kicked a stick out of my way as we started down the sidewalk. Even some of the eighth grade
girls had been dancing with him tonight. So, there I was on the bleachers, staring at the guys, as usual. I licked around the base
of his dick, enjoying the flavor, breathing in the sweet, boyish aroma —
pressing my nose up against his small patch of hair — inhaling deeply,
hungry for the taste of his hardness.
