I was sixteen years old and I couldn't wait to turn s*******n because that's when my father said I could start going out with boys, but he also said h... had to approve of the boy asking me out. I remember lying in bed at night dreaming about which boy I wanted to ask me out on that first date. He wasn't in my class, he was two years older than me and his name was Lance. He was the biggest and cutest guy in school. As I was thinking about him kissing me, touching me all over my body, I found. There was a nice fat woman looking at cutlery, legs like tree trunks and knock-kneed too. She had an unruly bush of orange hair yanked back by a big black band and her teeth were irregular. But she had a mighty pair of tits beneath her unflattering old tee shirt and I sensed that she could be wild in bed.She was starting to look like my ideal woman and I was imagining the erotic thrill of undressing her in her untidy bedroom when a younger woman went up to her and dragged her off to another. She'd spent too many days as Stuart looking at girl's panties in classrooms so she was determined not to give any boy the same cheap thrill. She brushed her hair and then put on a blue hair band, picked up her school bag and headed for school.-oOOo-Walking in to school in a school dress was probably the strangest experience Amy had had so far as a girl. No matter what she wanted there was no hiding now. She was just like all of the other girl's in school and she had to act the part. 'Hey Amy,'. Older I may be, dead I am not. I held her head as she happily bobbed toward the inevitable ending. Again I said ‘I’m close,’ again she redoubled her efforts and was then rewarded by what she sought so much. I saw stars as I produced three or four large surges of cum. Katie swallowed them all with great alacrity and delight, before kissing me. A great wet, cummy kiss with a bit of a snowball attached. Not the first time I’ve tasted me and I’ve always worked on the principle that if the lady is.