Martyn is playing his DS in bed and I hear familiar, Mario-esque sounds. He won't look at me. I say nothing and get into bed, towel still around me. "...id you have a good time on the beach?" I ask, to break the silence.He closes the DS, looks right at me, and says, "yeah, Helen looked really fit... sounded like you had more fun just now though?!" He doesn't say it coyly, though, he looks serious. Is he mad at me? My cock starts to soften. "Look, I get it," he mutters as he gets under the covers,. He'd drop the occasional comment about the huge height disparity and how all his previous girlfriends had been model-height. Him being six feet and a half tall meant that even the four-inch heels that had become the norm didn't do much to make up the difference. Still, it made her already great legs look spectacular.Thankfully, in spite of being just ninety pounds it was all in the right place. In fact Tia had very nicely toned muscles thanks to rigorous exercise, and an ass to die for. Maybe a. " He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down on my knees. "Chupar mi pollo, marica!" He choked, gripping his hard cock. "Suck me." I had my first kiss, and now I was about to give my first blowjob. I had seen videos before of women sucking men off. I bent my head and took the head of his dick into my mouth and began sucking him off. He was moaning and ran his thick fingers through my mop of thick blonde hair, entwining my hair in his fingers to control the movements of my bobbing. Look at Nina Dad, also sorry I suspect.” Harold turned around whilst still grabbing the chair and looked at Nina who was now blushing, working out what her reaction should be. She looked at Ella who looked so dominant, in control, furious, about to cane her Dad. As she looked so the teenager tapped her Dad’s bottom again with the cane, pulled her arm back, and with a flick of her wrist thrashed the cane downwards, there was a whoosh of air, the craaaccckk of bamboo on bare skin, Harold’s.