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Holiday Romance
Date: 9/27/2015, Categories: First Time Taboo Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Source: xHamster
... The groan and expletive sounded like it came from the back of our caravan rather than inside. Paul ran to the back of our van and I followed him, there was a bicycle leaning against the back of our caravan and Paul used it to get up to the open window and look in. "You're a horny little bitch aren't you, always desperate for bigger cocks!" I heard my mum giggle, then Paul said, "Can you pass me the keys to our van please dad?" The strangers head passed through the opening, "Here, oh! I see you have a little friend with you, well don't use my bedroom, and don't let her father catch you!" Paul took the key and jumped down from his two wheeled stepladder, he didn't even look at me, he just expected me to follow him, well it was obvious that I couldn't hang around our caravan, and just to prove the point, Paul's father said, "Come here and suck my cock until it's hard again if..." I was too far away to hear the rest; I was walking at Paul's side and heading for the front of our caravan. He gestured to one of the handles on the large cold box for me to help him carry it to his caravan. The box must have been filled with lead it was so heavy, because I was struggling so much with the weight I didn't have the chance to talk with Paul as we struggled to his holiday home so I couldn't ask what his father had meant when he told Paul to keep out of his bedroom and why did his dad wink at me as he said it. It was even harder to get the cool box up the steps up to the caravan's door and ...
... over the step into the van. Paul popped the cooler next to the cooker in the kitchen, then he took out a can of beer, popped it open, poured it into two plastic beakers and handed one to me. "What're you doing, we're too young to drink beer!" "Please yourself, my folks don't care if I drink, just as long as I don't go over the top." I sat holding the beaker while I watched Paul drinking his dad's beer, eventually curiosity got the better of me and I took a sip and pulled a face because it was so bitter. Paul laughed at my discomfort and that really pissed me off, especially as I didn't want the beer in the first place. "I can sweeten it for you if you want to try again!" Paul tipped an inch of lemonade into my beaker and encouraged me to try it again. Just an inch of lemonade on top of the beer made all the difference, the beer and lemonade didn't really mix and as I sipped at the drink I was getting a little of the beer through the lemonade and eventually all of the lemonade was gone and I was drinking neat beer without any problem. "You want to practice kissing with me?" I was a little shocked, more than a little actually, Paul was the first boy to ask me if I wanted him to kiss me, he wasn't the first boy that I had wanted to kiss or rather who I had wanted to kiss me but so far I still hadn't kissed a boy properly. Well, to say that Paul's offer to practice kissing with me almost made my heart stop beating for a moment before it suddenly skipped into life and raced to two ...