She arrogantly swung her bra on a finger and then sent it sailing across the room in my direction, where it landed by my feet. “Impressive,” I rep...ied.I looked her over again. The image of Daisy Duck stretched over two small mounds, each topped by the unmistakable point of a nipple. I felt my breath catch at the sight of them poking through her shirt, and my cock twitched excitedly again. I started snapping more pictures.“Remember, forget I’m here,” I coached her. “Just make yourself. That was all I needed. I reached under her shirt and began to rub her tits with both hands, pulling her nipples with each pass. She liked them pulled, just as much as Aunt Dee. I sat up and straddled her. Both hands still on her tits and placed a kiss on her lips. When she didn't object, I stuck my tongue in her mouth and she answered back by opening wide. We kissed for a while and I felt her hands rubbing my cock. When we stopped kissing, she said "your cock feels huge, let me see that thing",. He pushed his cock in and out in a slow torturous pace. I smacked his thighs trying to tell him to get away from me when he stopped and said“For that, I will fuck your face!” he began going faster hitting the back of my throat each time, I could hear him grunt in satisfaction as he forced him self down my throat. I widened my eyes as I felt myself growing dizzy and he must have noticed this because he pulled back enough so I could breathe. I thanked god that he did this, I felt like I was going. But his manhood made up for it when his tongue decisively parted my lips, flying me first-class to France.His tongue danced inside my mouth with a combination of twirl and rhythm, insatiable enough for me to return the favor, not bothered with whether or not he cared if I knew how to kiss. Hopefully my secret was still hidden. This was my first kiss and it was profound. I was lucky. Many virgins were not fortunate enough to get a first kiss like that. One that was so good it transported a woman.