As he did this he moved into me bit by bit until he was all of the way in.
“You’re my first,”he whispered into my ear.
“You’re my first too,” I murmured.
He started to pull out and push back in. For his first, he had great control, but I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. Indian hot sex We had class together a lot, so it was common for me to be seen at his house or visa versa doing homework. I knew I was cornered. I slid off my skintight jeans slowly, teasing a bit. He was popular and even though I wasn’t ugly, I wasn’t exactly his type. I gave a little nervous laugh. We both dated different people in middle school and I thought of him as a friend. He came back up and asked if I was ready. It felt like I was being ripped in half. He groped at by chest for a few minutes and then be reached down to kiss me. The taste was salty and masculine and it wasn’t all that bad. I started to develop a bit of a crush for him. I had B cup tits and curly brown hair which I sometimes wore straight.
