One day I received a knock at the back door. I figured it was the police coming to get me for not paying child support, but it was my dad."Barry, may ... come in? I have something to talk to you about."As I have mentioned, dad is a straight shooter. He doesn't mince much with words but has always told me the truth."Dad, I really screwed up and I don't know what to do. I've tried looking for work but no one wants to hire a guy like me." By then I was half crying."Barry, that's why I'm here. I. So I purposely talk to her and play with her son always. She think that I like her son so I am going there but my thinking to seduce her.It going 4-5 months. Then I liberally talk to her. Asking about her family, schooling etc…Today her son was taken by her mother to her home. Today I asked her whether she loved anyone before marriage. She told NO.Then I asked how many love letters u received up today. She said NOTHING. But I compelled her to tell. For purpose of compelling I pressed her. The steamy sex scenes in the movies, the explicit lyrics on the radio, and the unlimited access to the internet were all contributions to my curiosity. So at a young age, I was already ready to get sexed. My first experience with sexual pleasure was when I was on my period. My friend let me borrow her moms tampon which were unusually large. As I hesitated to stick it into my virgin pussy I slowly slipped the tip in I gasped, it hurt so bad! I took a deep breath and pushed the rest of the. Olivia dropped her hips, realigned and reamed onto his slick stiffness. More pleasurable thrusting followed with shorter strokes matching the reduced freedom of movement. Karl held her fast against his groin as he lowered his ass to heels. Olivia stayed locked on. Now she combined hip rolls, hip rocks, strokes and vaginal clamping in random actions that scraped Karl’s shaft and knob over her G-spot and every other spot in her rippled spongy passage. Karl watched her boobs oscillate in tempo..