Inside my bedroom, we both stripped very quickly and Ellie sat on the bed. I stepped over to her and she spread her legs as she scooted closer to the edge. I stepped between them and she ran her fingers lightly up the length of my hard cock.
"Joshua wasn't as much fun as you are Paw-paw," she said, cupping my balls as she continued to stroke my cock.
"What do you mean, Ellie," I asked. "What happened?"
"We were at his house, in the basement playing video games. I wanted to get him off just like we did when you were telling me about grandma. I straddled him on the couch everything was going fine until he made me stop." Ellie was jacking me off as she told me this and I was starting to thrust into her hand while I tried to pay attention. "He said it was going to make a mess in his underwear and he made me stop."
I was surprised. What kind of teenage boy is worried about messing his underwear when a sexy girl is grinding her pussy against his hard cock?
"I'm sorry, Ellie," I said. "Did y
