I was raised by my Father. He's a wonderful man..." "But?" "I can understand why Mom left him. He's got these rigid, traditional attitudes about women...and sex... He makes the Pope sound liberal." "I take it you didn't have a lot of boyfriends." "A few guys tried. He never physically hurt anyone. But he's second generation Italian and very convincing when he makes a threat." "So, basically, you've never been kissed." "Pretty much," Donna laughed. "Not until tonight. I can't believe what I've. I grabbed her boobs from behind and started to press them and she was in my control now, I turned her around and started to kiss her and kept her one hand on my dick,She was just enjoying it.Then I took her to my room and made her sit on my bed and asked her to suck my dick and she said no it’s not good, then I quickly played a porn and told her see it’s fine everyone does it, so she agreed and started to suck my dick, trust me, guys, it was out of this world, then later I asked her to remove. ”Shoot all over my tits, ” I said to him.“Ahhhh fuck going to cum,” Dale yelled.Dale’s cock spit out vast amounts of white ropes of cum. It splashed onto my face and coated my tits. He squeezed and shook out the last bit of his sperm landing it upon my hard nipples. It dripped from my nipples onto my opened thighs.“Sorry about that but I have jacked off to your tits for many years,” Dale said smiling.“At least you didn’t go blind,” I said laughing.I jumped up bouncing my tits as I did. I walked. I returned to my room, still rocked from the multitude of feelings I wasexperiencing, trying to grasp a plan as to what I should do. It was aFriday night in a college town and still early enough that going to thestore to buy new clothes would make me look rather foolish (and whorishfor that matter), but I couldn't leave the next day in a cum stainedsundress. The sudden realization that I really didn't want to changeback also hit me, as his words echoed in my subconscious. "You're.