It started out as a lot of fun. Several boys that I dated were into pot, they talked me into trying some and I did. It made me mellow and I saw things...in a nice rosy glow, but it also put me in a very susceptible condition and when one of the guys made a move on me I just laid back and said "groovy." Before long every guy at school was showing me his stash of 'killer weed' and asking me out for a date; a date that consisted of the guy getting me high and then collecting his reward for keeping. The sounds he was hearing weren’t moans of pain. Puzzled, he walked quietly across the deck to the big sliding glass doors that opened into his father’s bedroom. The three people inside the condo were unaware they had an observer who was staring at them, shocked at what he saw. Ricky couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Lisa Dutille, one of his classmates, was on her knees on his father’s bed and his dad was kneeling behind her, driving his cock into the teenager. Carol Conklin, the. Sometimes in speaking with her I saw only a pair of sensual exotic lips, motioning me towards them. She had great taste in lipstick, not a vivid red, but more vibrant than maroon. It spelt sex to me. That isn't to say the rest of her didn't grab me. She had a petite figure. Long legs and small breasts, which balanced her tight little bottom. I did not go weak at the knees, but I felt my loins tighten every time I saw her. "So may I offer you the use of the staff elevator?" asked Madeline. "That. She notices some blood and asked me to take my Penis out. She saw blood in my Penis and in her pussy. She cleaned up my penis and her pussy and said she will wash my bed sheet tomorrow. I was still getting pain I asked her why it is happening she said teasing and touching my penis because “I have become a man today” and said it will be alright tomorrow.Next morning I saw swelling in my Penis and was not able to walk properly so I stay at home. Next few days we did not had sex. We only had short.