Regaining herself, Cathie breathed deeply, as she looked up she was caught by surprise: the ringleader was kneeling down on top of her. Indian Sex She could feel Chris pressing the head of his penis against the entrance of her vagina. With any luck, he wouldn’t make it in. He was just sniffling now, looking at her, red-eyed. His arms raised into the air as he removed his shirt. The ringleader, Chris, descended upon Cathie once again. Then his pants fell to the ground. “Good job, Mike,” the boy said. She reached out for him- only to her dismay- he looked sheepishly at her and buried his face in his hands. “Quiet!” he yelled, “No one is going to help you! Just turned thirteen, eh?”
Cathie frowned. So pink! Chris began to pump his legs back and forth, sliding in and out of her. She reached out for him- only to her dismay- he looked sheepishly at her and buried his face in his hands.
