It was intense, no doubt things he did to girls before me. For about 30 seconds he pounded away at my throat as I lay there, suppressing the urge to b... sick. Quickly my gag reflex disappeared and I was able to enjoy the new found feeling of having his large member down my throat.He removed his cock from my mouth, giving me time to breathe, and told me to come with him. I followed him to his bedroom, where we undressed and I laid on his bed. He sucked my dick for a bit, but became infatuated by. “I cannot believe I’m the first guy to show you some attention,” he said.“Oh, you’re not. I get attention all the time -- the wrong kind of attention. Adam -- you’re the first man who has respected my abilities and treated me as a person instead of an object.”“I wasn’t always like that,” he replied. “I’m ashamed to admit it, but at one time I, too, regarded women as objects.”“Really? What changed?”“My ex ... We had an experience that ... Well, I’ll tell you about it some other time.”Kara placed. . no ... not really. Just giving you some space." At least I didn't sound like an idiot."Your mother isn't shy, is she?" she smiled."No ... Mom's never been accused of that," I answered with a grin. "What makes you say that?" I was getting the third degree. I gather she's your scout for a prospective wife," she laughed.I started to choke on my last gulp of beer. I must have turned red and I nearly snorted the beer out my nose. Shit ... this woman was causing me all kinds of problems with my. Remember, though, I was 12 and had never even seen pictures of breasts - let alone touch any.As soon as I touched her breasts, rolling them between my thumbs and first fingers, she reached down to the front of my pants. Even though my pants were closed, it was exciting to feel someone besides me touching my groin. Between her touch and my contact with her breasts, I began to feel some very strange feelings between my legs. I began to get hard.Because she was caressing my crotch, I wanted to do.