I simply smiled back, and closed my eyes again. I watched a little more white liquid push its way out of the end of his penis and slide down his penis and onto my hand. Porn sex I shook my head, trying to get that thought out of my head as Pete started to walk off with his clothes. They were sticking out like tiny cones on my flat chest with a mini-pencil eraser sticking out the end of each cone. When I finally decided to move, my first reaction, for whatever reason, was to look down at my chest. This was a completely different situation then when we were younger. I remembered him trying to touch me before, and wasn’t sure if he was making this up just to touch my vagina. My curiosity had won out at this point, and I pointed to the little blotch of color at the end and asked, “What’s that?”
Pete had finished taking off his jeans and underwear as I had been staring at his penis and balls.
