I removed his shirt and he was only with shorts and no underwear. I was touching his hair on his chest and kissed him.He removed my tops and I was in ...lip and bra he went mad seeing my cleavage and started kissing and licking it. I asked him if he has chocolate he told it’s there and I asked him heat and bring. He readily agreed and got it. I asked to him to sit and I was standing in front of him with my pant , slip and bra.I lifted my slip and applied the melted chocolate on my navel and gap. Her long piano fingers tightened around my burgeoning length. They knew I liked it; the ferocity of my erection matched the one that rifled my mouth.“Ja, lutsche seinen Schwanz,” the lilt of her voice purred every jagged syllable. “Yes, suck my cock,” his tone weak and airy.Licking around the head, I taunted him for more and got it. I felt the ridge of his glorious cock and teased it with my tongue. He fed me, a little deeper each time, until the spasm of my throat made him bellow loudly. I. I need you to be like a rock in the ocean that I can hold onto. The next part will be hard for me to say and it will be hard for you to hear. But I need you to hold it together and be the rock. Can you do that for me?Peter: I’ll try, sweetheart.Bec: There is no try. There is only do. Be the rock.Peter: (took a deep breath and let it out). You watch far too many films. Okay, I am the rock.Comment: Bec took her father’s hand in hers and held onto it tightly. Then she looked at me.Dr K: You’ve. All this sound familiar?Now this advice is good for learning how to deal with people in a social context. But a sexual relationship is not quite the same animal now is it? If it were then we'd be fucking all out friends, men and woman alike. But we aren't.So somehow during our upbringing, we reach puberty and again conversation happens between us and our role model for woman: Momma. Whether direct or not, Momma reinforces the same advice she gave when you were a child. Be kind, good, gentle and.