It was when I was 13. Around the late 70's. I was mad at my parents and had ran away. I was somewhere in Virginia or Maryland and it was cold with snow on the ground. I had on 2 pair of jeans. A older guy in a VW Rabbit stopped and picked me up. He drove for a few miles before his hand drifted off of the gear shift to my leg. He caressed my leg for quite a long time. I was a bit confused as I'm not really attracted to men. Whatsoever. He looked just like an old perv too. But I was hard as a rock. He moved his hand up to my crotch and rubbed me for a bit. It was painfully hard and needed to unl… További tudnivalók
