It was March, and our coats hid the beer from any inquisitive eyes."When Paula began to moan softly, we turned around and saw them kissing and swappin... spit. I nudged Richie's leg and he looked up at me."'Hi, ' I said, 'you guys want a beer?'"Richie was dumbfounded. I mean, here he was on the verge of getting some, and we offer him a beer. But Paula ... she was something else, even then. She pops out of the clinch and reaches for a Coors, popped it open and started to chug it down."'You might. He suggested we get in the back seat of his suburban.....I agreed. I figured a little petting I would go home. We got in and the passion was hot. I kept grabbing his cock...it was very thick. He had my blouse of and was sucking on my nipples. Aggressively. He then laid me down in the seat, pulled out his cock and I began to aggressively suck his cock....he came all over me very quickly.He apologized because he wanted to fuck me....then I said fuck me then. He was still hard....he took off. As she covered my available hand with hers, and said, “Oh Daddy, I can’t do that!”“What happened to that boyfriend of yours ... his name was Peter, wasn’t it?”“I broke up with him just last week, Daddy. He was one of those boys who didn’t understand what ‘NO’ meant!”“Do you understand, a young lady such as yourself might say or do something that makes a man uncomfortable enough that he may have to say, ‘No’?”Things got quiet again as we ate in silence for a bit and, this time, she picked up her. At 22 years, I can’t draw any hasty conclusions about my parent’s life although there weren’t any clues suggesting that they were living happily. It would be naïve to confess that her misery had anything to do with my sexual infatuation about her. It just happened starting off with lot of sympathy which gradually transformed into a strange attraction. In retrospection, it would be difficult to say when exactly I began looking at her in a different preposition. I was only wondering whether my.