’ ‘Mmmm, that sounds fun, Daddy. You should let me see your penis, now.’ He stood up and was so tempted, but it would be much better if they too... things slow and not rush this. ‘Nope, you have to wait until later and you have to be a good girl!’ Max said with a firm voice and he went back to the stove. ‘I’m always good for my, Daddy,’ she stood and moved behind him. ‘I can’t wait to see your penis, Daddy. Is it a big, long one?’ she asked and tried to slip her arms around him, but Max pushed. – I’ll be wearing stockings when I serve dinner – and there’ll be plenty of pussy for dessert – I can promise you that much. Oh, and I’ve got something new for you to wear too.’ I quickly weighed up the options, a quick climax then, between her moist, smiling lips, her softly firm breasts or inside her ever willing pussy – or the anticipation of whatever it was she had in mind for us later, when she’d be wearing stockings – and I was also curious as to what she meant by saying she’d got. Over the next few minutes, we kissed and fondled each other until we had twisted around so that I was on my back and she was straddling me. I had felt her breasts but didn’t remain there with my hands preferring to hold her close and let her breasts bore holes in my chest. Her nipples were like two hot nails trying to embed themselves in my body.I held her tightly as we kissed and murmured and murmured and kissed. After a long while, we calmed down some. She said, “I’m trying to decide if I am. ” He said in a strangely gentle voice. I stopped moving, I almost wanted to cry. I had never even been with a man before, and to think this would be the man to break my virgin knot! I stood there helpless as he caressed my large breasts, which he seemed to have taken a fancy to. Then he moved one hand slowly down and pulled up my dress. His hand then danced where no man’s hand had ever gone before. I moaned, first out of fear but then for a moment out of pleasure. He stopped his caressing.