Little needles felt like it was pricking,pinching and stabbing all over the top of his head. At least that's howit felt for him, he assumed it was som... sort of electrical current. Washe getting brainwashed or something?That prickly feeling continued on for a while, slowly moving down fromhis head to the nape of his neck. But it felt different. The lower itwent, the less it felt like an electrical current. It didn't feel like abunch of tiny needles, it felt like hair, and a minute passed before. He did not want to come too soon, so he pulled her up on him, put his arms around her, and passionately kissed her, thus tasting his own pre-cum.His hands were sliding over her back, massaging her bum, and caressing her hair. Then he embraced her beautiful face, looked in to her eyes, and she felt him deep within her soul. Small tears came running down her cheeks. She did not know why, all she knew was that he was completely overwhelming her mind, heart and soul. He gently caressed her face,. " So, um... did you and Cliff do anything more than kissy-kissy?" Well, we usually have lunch together, chitchatting and," he giggled,covering his mouth with a petite hand."And what?" We hold hands!" That's all?" Yeah, Daddy."His answer set my mind at ease. It's only puppy love, pure, innocentand silly at times. We always remember them as our first love when welook back."Sweetie, do you have a girl name when you're a girl?" Yeah, Daddy. Cliff and I agreed on Stacy. He said Stacy is a good. It had excited me very much, because I was obsessed by the thought that her pussy might have had another guys cock in it (and that he was black made it, for me, all the more exciting and thrilling)!As I brought my face closer to Tara's pussy, that unmistakable scent of sperm (though mixed with her own juices) sent a wave of exhilaration through me, and my penis stiffened behind my slacks as I extended my tongue and gave her the first, tentative, lick; and as I did, the pungent aroma wafted.