"Yes." "Love, it might hurt," he said softly. "I want you," I stared directly into his eyes. "I've always wanted you, and I always will," he half whis...ered. His hand moved to my hip, the other on his ossified member. He gently pushed the very tip of his cock into my pussy, barley getting in an inch. I moaned, my eyes clenching tighter. "Shhh, my beautiful, you're in my arms, you're safe." He pushed a little deeper slowly, and suddenly I felt him peircing through my hymen, and the pain seared. Maggie responded by sliding her tongue into Amedi's mouth! Emboldened, Amedi slid his had across and gave her tit a squeeze. He whispered, "It is more comfortable in the back seat of the car." "OK" said Maggie. Amedi slipped out of the car, went round and helped Maggie out. He opened the back door of the car and she slipped into the back seat. Amedi got in behind her and pulled the door shut. But instead of sitting beside her, he moved between her legs and knelt on the floor facing her. Maggie. I relaxed my throat and pretended that it was Daddy in my mouth. "That's better, I thought you were going to let me down" a couple of minutes later I had the whole strap on down my throat and was able to gently fuck myself with it, spit was running down my face and make, but I didn't care. I was fully aware how important a milestone this was. Meanwhile Mistress took my phone an took a photo with the strapon bulging in my throat. “ For Daddy”Mistress took the strap on for me and started to. It was 11.30 and the party wasn’t stopping. I wasn’t that drunk, I limited to only two legs and was watching the dance floor. The teens were having their best time of life and I see few adults enjoying the same.“Hey, was up” a voice disturbed my thoughts and I turned to see who it was. A girl maybe around 19 was standing before me. Her sleeveless blouse and tight jeans exposed her curves. She workouts, I presumed. Her deep cleavage was on display too. I said to myself that she is lucky to have.