Marion I suspect was doing it tougher. Porn sex Pausing only for breath, we were still kissing in anything but moderation and with an enticing “tunnel” now visible between her jeans and her lower abdomen, I slipped my hand down inside the forbidden zone. “We can’t make love Noel,” she murmured, “I’m still a virgin and anyway, you could get me pregnant.”
Get her pregnant? “Just be careful…please,” she whispered, nuzzling up to me and obviously clearing the playing board for a completely new game. On a trajectory that took me beneath the elastic of her panties on my first incursion, I found my hand in a world of downy softness before Marion could react. “We can’t make love Noel,” she murmured, “I’m still a virgin and anyway, you could get me pregnant.”
Get her pregnant? I think my hands betrayed my physical unrest and how sweet was the feeling when she took them in hers as she talked. Probably both! Turning Marion over on her back I got on top of her and would probably have ended up in Juvenile Court had not a series of knocks at the bedroom door put paid to my new-found manliness. Accordingly my father agreed to pick her up the following Saturday morning at which time I might be “evaluated.”
I had never been so well behaved.
