#61794 - Despite all the hype and talk, the swinging 60 wasn’t as swinging as it was made out to be, in 1961 I was 12 years old and sex was as far from my mind, as the sun, my cock had just one use and that was to pee with. As my jerking eased we hard their mother shouting to say she was back home, in a panic Hazel told us to get dressed, just as Hazel pulled her knickers up their mother walked in, saying she had bought us a cake, we played for the rest of the day, but didn’t do anything more sexually because we might have been caught by their mom. Hazel started groaning and then I felt something strange happening, my cock started jerking and something shot out into Hazel’s pussy, I knew It wasn’t pee.