EDIT: I’d like to add that this is an alternate part one. I never EVER thought of Gabriel as a brother again. Mature sex Had I actually ground myself against his knee? I lost. He was quiet, and always working. I’m not sure where this story is going but I will tell it from two perspectives in multiple parts. For some reason it left a dark feeling over my already raging teenage hormones. So criticize if you must, I can take it 😉 If you are like me and can’t get emotionally invested in characters without a bit of back story then this might be for you. But he ignored me, almost blatantly. Her lips slid over the length of him until all eight inches were pointed at her nose dripping in her saliva. My mother didn’t want me hanging around the shop with a teenage boy. Her lips slid over the length of him until all eight inches were pointed at her nose dripping in her saliva.
