On my third date with Joe, he slid his hand under my top and into my bra. I was fifteen. I told him he could feel my tits, but nothing else. He slappe... me, told me he’d kill me, then undressed me. He fucked me three times that night. When I told my mother, she just said that women are made to pleasure men. Joe and I had sex on every date after that, and I learned to like it. He has never hit me, again. Thank you, Don, for giving me the best, most exciting, fuck of my life.”“There’ll be more,” I. "I think So, If His Mom doesn't Mind", Kathy answered."Oh My Mom said that it was all right", Paul said."All Right, Dinner won't be ready in a couple of minutes", Kathy said."We better do our homework", Brandon replied.He and Paul walk up the stairs, down the hallway, into Brandon's Bedroom, they sat down on the bed."I think we should do it", Brandon said."I think so too", Paul replied.about an hour later Brandon and Paul started planning on how to brainwash Kathy and control her every move,. I returned her embrace with love. She was my angel. Im not sure you should do that to me again, Kerry I said, calmly. She withdrew from our hug and said, Why not, Daddy? Whats the matter? She had a puzzled look on her face. Doing that to somebody is something that boyfriends and girlfriends do for one another. Not something that you should be doing to your dad, no matter the circumstances. But, I love you&hellip, I love you too, angelface. But still- Kerry cut me off by putting her finger to. I peed for three minutes and almost orgasmed at my new found power, 'Take you shirt off and your vest, he complied, then I made him remove his shoes, so he now stood in his stockings with his soaked underpants and trousers at his ankles, 'I will be over that hill and gone before you can dress and scale this fence', I told him triumphantly, and even this acknowledgement of his helplessness thrilled me.He begged and I made him beg more, 'Well its time for me to leave', I told him, releasing his.