”“Do all men have the same power and stamina as you have?”“No. My case is different. May be it is a gift from God. i can fuck any number of ti...e. i never get tired. I am like this from my teens.”“Oh, really! Daddy, What if i get a husband with a small penis and without power like you?”“Don’t worry honey. I am going to be always with you.”“Thanks my sweet lover. Daddy, tell me about your first sex experience.”“That is a long story honey.”“Please honey, tell me.”“Ok. I was 13 at that time. My. Dress. Under my jeans I had on the cutest pair of black silk long petti-pants with lace trim around the ankles (there are photos of me wearing them in a few of my many photo galleries that are posted) looking through the racks at skirts in the JC Penny store i felt wetness and realized I was going to pee (most times I can force hold it till I get to a lady's room or outside in a safe place). I tried to hold it but I started to drip my panties were soaked as it went from a drip to a flow. It. I wanted nothing but for her to be happy and free to just be who she was without feeling guilty about hurting me. Who was I? I was nobody. She, in spite of her flaws, was an angel.You're looking the wrong way for your angel, Aims. She's right behind you."Anthony?" Charlotte said again. I'd been staring into space."I'll be alright. Take care of each other. Make sure Sheila eats something."And then I left. The next time I set foot in Charlotte's house, it was to watch the final draft of the. The room is spinning out of control, and my body is no longer my own. I have no control over the waves of sexual sensations that are washing over me. I am spent, sated, and certainly satisfied. I smile at him as he leans in to kiss me, and I can taste my own juices on his tongue. I desire to pleasure him in the same way, but I can't move, my body will not listen to the commands I give it. We cuddle together again, and I fall asleep in his arms, the feelings of love and contentment.