"Um, I think like twenty," I shrugged."Twenty different boys?" she narrowed her eyes."Or ... Maybe more than that," I said carelessly, like I didn't b...ther keeping track."Okay. And, when did you have intercourse for the first time? How old were you?" When did I go all the way?" I pursed my lips. "I was in seventh grade, so ... Yeah, I was thirteen." Okay," she started squirting something wet and cold on my pussy. "This is going to feel a little funny, just relax for me." Ummm..." I couldn't. She pulled a chair out while still talking to him and started to get up on it saying everything goes wrong at the same time. She asked if he would hold the chair still for her saying she didn't need to end up falling off and breaking her leg. She climbed up on the chair and stood there with her pussy just inches from his face then reached up to unscrew the bulb and made sure she jiggled herself enough that it would make the towel fall off. She stood there with a bulb in both hands looking down. He asked me where was the problem and i said that the light in the kitchen wouldn't turn on.He said he would try to fix it it and got on it.While he was fixing the light i went to my room and got dressed like a nice slut and put some make up on. I put on stocking,thong,corset,black dress, and high heels. I went to the kitchen.He was standing in front of me with his back turned to me.I called him and he turned and saw me.He watched me and then,after a few seconds said i looked very nice.I. But thank you. We won't be too long,” I replied as we both got up and started walking to my room. “Well, I'm just happy you both got a healthy sex life too. I'm just saying,” Ryan said as we left the living room. Then we both hurried to my bedroom. We got in front of the bed and I wrapped my arms around him as we made out for a minute. Then I broke the kiss and looked at him as I shed another tear. “You promise you wanna marry me?” I asked. “Yes of course Angela. I didn't feel obligated. And.