He groaned, pushed it in deeper and started stroking it in my mouth, fucking my face. He made me keep looking up at him as he did and it seemed to tur... him on to no end. He kept bumping against the back of my throat making me gag, but I managed to keep it under control until with one quick thrust, he shoved his cock right in my throat. He held my chin in his hands and made me look at him while I was choking on his cock. Smiling, he caressed my cheek as I began drooling and tears ran down the. I mixed it with orange juice. It tasted terrible, but it seemed to help with my depression a little.”He shuddered noticeably, “Gezz, that sounds terrible. You should have mixed it with Coke.”I shrugged, “I didn’t know. By the way, I’m Gina. What’s your name?”“I’m Paul” and he reached across the table to shake my hand. “Nice to meet you. So Gina, would you like to try a little Jack and Coke? Oh wait! How old are you, sixteen, seventeen?”I laughed out loud, “Try fourteen.”His eyes shot open,. She turned her back to him, showing the fall of her black hair just below her shoulders. The curve of her shoulders followed down accenting the sides of her breasts and flowed into her small waist. Just above her waist, at the end of her lower back, her dimples of Venus were visible accents. Her hips flared and exposed very nice open curves again, covered by a pair of pale blue lace panties that accented her curved hips well. She hooked her fingers in the top of her panties and slowly moved. Your arms suddenly closed around me, pulling me down against you from my kneeling position. ‘I’m…not afraid,’ you whispered pleadingly. ‘Not this time.’ I ran my fingers along your chest, making sure to cover every single inch of you as I smiled. ‘Good…there’s nothing to be afraid of, after all.’ Your only reply was to reach up and slowly remove my bikini top. Your uncertainty in that one movement was endearing, I loved you for that alone, if nothing else. You set the material aside, then.