My e-mail was short and to the point. It was to a Professional man, so to speak, who advertised on a website and lived in my area. His profile conta...ned photos, field reports from satisfied clients as well as a list of all the services he provided. What mainly drew me to him was the comment that he specialised in first timers. His experience and age were such that he knew and understood what people like me went through; plucking up the courage to fulfil a fantasy. The pictures of his cock. She began to protest and sit up when the man looked at her again and slapped her across the face. The pain had been horrible. She hadn’t known what to do. Then, as she was cradling her cheek and frantically trying to think of something to do he had climbed on top of her. Men had been rough with her before. And they would be again. He rammed his cock into her as hard as he could and she grimaced in pain. He had furiously started pumping his hips into her, his visage one of intense hatred. As he. She parked next to a pick up truck with a gun rack in the back and a rebel flag painted on the tailgate. Cherry could practically hear the dueling banjo music. She thought to herself, What in the hell did I get myself into. The door to the trailer opened, so it was too late to turn back now.Cherry got out of the car as the 5' 9" athletic built man with short cropped brown hair in black sweat pants and a wife beater came out the door. He smiled wide revealing the lack of front teeth and said,. "As you should." Simba said."Huh?" Kiara asked."Kiara, it seems that your afraid to have sex because of a...lack of experience..." Simba realized."That how I feel." Kiara answered."What should I do?" Kiara asked her father."Kiara, I have a little secret to tell you right now. I'm bisexual." Simba said."Bi--what?" Kiara asked with a bit of curiosity in her voice."I prefer to have sex with both sexes. Male and Female." Simba answered."Now before you go off thinking I'm gay, I want you to know.