Sunday Service

Last Sunday I went to church. My friend Blake, who I have known since pre-kindergarten and has attended my church for years, sat by me and my friends on the back row. He is fourteen. We always flirt, but then we were messing around and he put his hand on my back. I was getting kinda wet. He then rubbed my pu**y outside my pants. I put a jacket over me and he reached his hand slowly to the waistline of my jeans. As he inched his hand lower I tried my hardest not to moan. He finally reached the spot and started rubbing my wet pu**y slowly and pressed hard! Oh it was all I could do not to moan out loud! We promised never to say anything but I can't wait till youth camp this summer!