My First Moans: The Night Pocahontas Shattered My Innocence
The cabin door creaked open into the night. Prairie grass whispered outside. My heart hammered like a war drum. Pocahontas had promised answers. About my cock getting hard. Swelling for no reason. I was seventeen. Lost. Hard. She said wait for the red moon. No turning back now. Sweat beaded on my skin despite the…