" Then I'm not his son," I realized. "You got knocked up at sixteen. If you were stripping in your college days, which means you were at least eightee..., I must have been two or three years old already when you met dad."Mom nodded. "I knew you'd work it out one day. He never made an issue of it. He loved you like his own flesh and blood from day one." Then the obvious question is – who is my real father?" My first boyfriend, or at least I thought so. When he heard I was pregnant at only sixteen,. ” I hesitated to tell her.“What, one of THOSE specialist scenes? You?” She tittered and then grinned, “A scene with lots of sex?”“And why shouldn’t I?”“No reason, it just didn’t seem like the sort of thing you’d go for. You’ve not had a boyfriend since Mark and that finished eighteen months ago. Any idea what sort of scene you’d like?”“Well I don’t want to be some downtrodden slave or a whore in a brothel that takes on all comers in any way they desire, rather I’d prefer being the lady of the. I finally exhaled with a full on cry of pleasure as the last pulse of orgasm squeezed from me onto him. He looked down on me with kind of desperation I’d never seen. “Is it done?” he asked. I nodded my head to affirm that yes, my climax was finished. “Good, now you can feel mine.” His ragged voice was low with what almost seemed like anger. He drove into me with punishing strength. My pussy awakened to a new fire as I was inching across the floor with each new thrust. I cried out several times,. Since the theatre wasn’t fully packed, I was kind of excited. As the movie started, he held my hands and kissed them. I kissed his cheeks. Then, we started to lip lock. This is my first lip lock. So, I became so much wet in my first kiss itself. He never wasted any time and grabbed me around his shoulders.As I know we’re going to have fun, I wore a loose shirt so that he can touch my boobs. He unbuttoned my shirt and touched my boobs over my bra. He searched for the nipples and licked me over.