Except for her sitting on that white desk as he inserts his hard boyness into her, that’s a fairly good representation of me when I was 17 and the first girl I was with who, at age 9, was both preteen AND pre-pubescent.
Prior to that I’d been with middle school preteens since I was 14, so the preteen thing wasn’t new. But even then I didn’t realize the full erotic impact of it until I was nearly 16.
I don’t know what it was that clicked, but one days I realized how hot it was to be balling a 12 year old. Most from the middle schools were 12 or 13 but there were a couple over the years that were 11 and 1/2. But they were all pubescent to one degree or another. Until I was 17 with that little sister of a high school friend. That relationship started in the summer and we had a month-and-a-half before school started and it continued for about a month-and-a-half after that. But then it just became too difficult to meet or arranged meetings without looking suspicious, so things just faded away
But once that pre-pubescent genie was out of the bottle…here was no getting him back in.