Jane and Johnny were sixteen years old, but they didn’t know that. They didn’t even know anything about themselves or about the world they lived in. They each lived in a twelve-by-twelve foot room with no windows and a door in the middle of nowhere. They had never even met each other, since they were not allowed out of their rooms. The owner of the building was a mysterious, twisted man that kept the rooms secret and only identified himself as Mr. Z. Keep Reading
As I lay on the hotel room floor, my cock is standing straight up in the air pointing at the ceiling! My face is covered with your pussy juice after getting your beautiful young body off 3 times with my mouth, tongue and fingers. You smile down at me as your eyes go from my face to my cock and see how fucking hard and thick it is now. You touch it and it jumps with excitement. You laugh as you see it jump. You’re thrilled at the sight of your first real cock only a foot from your face. You take it in your hand and feel the hardness of it! You’re also thrilled at the size and at the same time scared a little wondering if your virgin pussy can take the thickness of it later tonight. You bend your head down and taste the head with your lips. Keep Reading
