He is older than I am but I have been in love with him for a few years now, and would love for him to make me a woman.” “Who is this man, you are ...nly eighteen, how can you have been in love for years? You would not have even know what love was.” Well Daddy, don’t know how to tell you this so here it is. I want you to be my first man.” I can tell you that hit me in the gut like a baseball. My 18yr old daughter is sitting there telling me that she wants me to take her virginity. I stood up. It was crazy, I mean, I wasn't actually attracted to this guy in any way, but here I was feeling the juices begin to flow between my legs and my breathing was getting faster as I remembered more and more of the details of the last few hours. Judging by the speed and pressure of his fingers on my now stiff nipples, I figured that surely he would wake soon. My body squirmed as his hand slid down my belly again and his fingers moved over my coarse pussy hair, his touch was getting firmer, he. .. her breasts were a little more prominent, and her shape was perhaps a little bit more like an hourglass. But there must have been some minor facial changes, or perhaps it was the longer hair, but she looked like a goddess, Joe thought. Even more so with that half-sleepy look on her face and wearing only that really long T-shirt.Down, boy, Joe reprimanded herself. You take advantage of her now, it's like taking advantage of a drunk woman. And I'm *NOT* going to take advantage of her.He stayed. ''Thanks,' Ian said.'No, thank you,' the receptionist replied, checking the name Ian had signed, 'Mr White.'Ian sat down in the waiting area across from her and crossed his legs fastidiously to prevent any obvious embarrassment. The receptionist, obviously keen to prolong it, rose from behind her desk and walked across the reception room floor toward him. She was indeed clad in bondage gear from head to foot, from every inch of her black high heels, up her black stockinged legs, to a tiny pair.