He saw the rings on her fingers.She seemed to like silver. He noticed the skull headring.“Like you wouldn’t believe,” he said.“...I’m one of the, boys won’t marry her kind, she’s justa tramp.” she said echoing his mother’s words.He nodded his head again.“Jason, what do you want?” she asked her giggling tonenow gone.His breath was coming faster; he would die if he toldher.She moved closer, he could smell her perfume, a heavymusky. Someone I can trust to be gentle, caring and will do everything I need/ want and not care about how I do.” She answered.“So what you’re saying is you’ve never even touched a boy’s cock before?” I asked“No, I’ve tossed a boyfriend off before but nothing else.” She replied sheepishly to which i replied“Ok I’ll be gentle and just trust me I’ll guide you through it all, I can also teach you how to give a blowjob if you want” I suggested.“Sounds great,” she said as our lips met again and we kissed. Not an orgasmic ejaculation, just an ejaculation. As if my balls could no longer stand the pressure and something had to give. I instinctively knew from constant masturbation that I would not completely loose my erection and would be good to go again. And the second time around would require some major stimulation to achieve the orgasm that I now so desperately needed. We stayed pressed together, but motionless, for a few seconds. I began to recover from the sensation of coming as the exquisite. This was a wild new sensation for Jolyne, and she was enjoying every second of it."Ooooo, Daddy!" she squealed with delight. "I love it! I love it!" Does it really feel good, baby?" he panted."Oh, yes, Daddy," she whispered. "You're driving me crazy!"Lowering his face down into the soft crack again, her father once more began probing his tongue around in her quivering ass-meat. The closer he came to her puckered little shitter, the more she quivered with anticipation."Oh, God!" She shuddered.