But what if it didn’t? It would have been one more year of virginity, of loneliness, of wondering what the hell was wrong with her. Fuck it. She was...going to the club. She’d met a guy, and he was cool with what she wanted him to do (and was actually quite excited about it) and she was going to get an outfit together and do her makeup and hair. She brought condoms, just in case. The thought of getting tickled and spanked was way more exciting than having sex, but if the guy was willing (and he. A nice black cock smaller than him , maybe 7 inch and daddy a nice 9 inch power polehe set me on it , dildo on the cushion i went down on it sucking him moaning my lil ass fuck ''good girl''''thanks you daddy''''you want cock its so cute , ill let you jump on my cock, ask daddy wgen you want to try''i look at him and i wanted it now off coursei stood up''oh my little girl dont be so eager , here back on it, jump hi and show me you can take it like a good sissy''i bounced high and higher on the. I asked them to keep the noise down but to inconspicuously get the hugs and kisses over with and keep it low keyed.Then I told them the truth. The whole truth, and nothing but the truth, all except for the part about them being prostitutes in the Caribbean for the last few months. So, maybe not the whole truth. I explained that Melinda had witnessed a murder involving some very high-level people’s relatives and that she needed to be away for a while until we found out who was who. There were. " No you won't. I'm here to guide you." Cheeky wench!" Yes!" came the cheerful and giggly reply. "Now," as the flow petered out, "take your hand away and let me. I've always wanted to do this."As he finished, she milked his cock and shook it. She then tore off a single sheet of paper and gently dabbed the tip. She turned him round and kissed it."I don't normally use paper," Richard said almost absently."No!" she replied. "But you can't kiss your cock."Richard laughed so much that he sat down.