." she saidthinking about all 'his' conquests that 'he' bragged to 'his' father in'his' college days. "I can keep that to myself." and imagining the i...eathat her father would cringe if she told any of her conquests as a female.A smile started to crack Scott's face as she thought of her father'sreaction to her telling the story about sucking a cock... and then it hither, she would likely suck a cock soon. Her facial expression souredquickly.Possibly sensing the change of moods, her father pulled. ” Well, I don’t have to tell you that since it was the first time she had said she loved me and I was in a prime position to let her know just how much I loved her right back, that I did exactly that. Knowing that deep, hard thrusting was going to result in blowing my load too soon, I opted, instead, for slow, spiraling strokes brought about by gyrating my hips in an almost oval pattern as I slid in and out of her and after a few more minutes she was absolutely drenched. A position change. .. I need you ... and then you feel it. A tear falls upon your cheek, and you realize I am crying.You stop me ... pressing me upward though not letting go ... searching my face through the fallen hair which you brush to one side. I am crying ... tears are running down my face ... but my expression shows no hurt, no pain ... only love. You open your mouth to speak but I touch your lips with two fingers. "Shhh ... it's ok. I'm ok." For a moment we just stare at each other. I take my fingers from. She looked at the boy as he stood facing away from her. She examined his body, noting the six stripes across his bottom. It was not unusual in Vietnam to be beaten by one's family, or the authorities, and this did not seem a severe beating. She admired his body, she had not seen a boy so good looking either in Vietnam or since she had landed in England.The door from the secretary's office opened and two young nurses walked in. They were dressed in starched white tunics, their bare legs visible.