Riding Hard and Fast, One After Another, Until I Explode

He started to pull away, and I panicked. Vxxx condition I was in.”
I tried to figure out what he meant. Not at school, or summer camp, or on the track bus?”
Honestly, the farthest I had ever gone was holding a boys hand in the fourth grade. His mouth started to close and I was afraid he would end the kiss. I tried different ways, I could tell by his movements, that he liked it when I squeezed harder near the top. Or worse, what if he thought I did it on
purpose. Are now the ones that hold me tight as a lover. I was proud of myself that I could get that reaction from him. Oh my god! Was that true?